[3rd Person’s POV]
Thorne didn’t respond. He knew that his father was right. “I would hate myself too, dad,” said Thorne.
Tyrone sighed in disappointment.
Awkward silence fell upon them.
Tyrone cursed in the wind. “Where’s Randy now?” he sharply glared at Thorne.
“He’s in the basement, dad—”
“Alive?”
Thorne scoffed. “Of course! What do you think I am? A murderer?”
Tyrone snickered. “Yeah. You almost killed Randy before,” he smirked. He recalled how pitiful Randy was at that time. It was brutal. “I didn’t even think that you could beat someone you love, Thorne. What the hell has gotten into your mind? I wouldn’t be surprised if one day he'd leave you for someone better—”
“Shut up, dad. Randy wouldn’t do it. He loves me—”
“Does he? Or because that’s what you’re trying to belie
