marvel god of war

Christine is immature and cannot understand the difficulties of others.

Craig is also immature. Christine has questioned him more than once, but he was emotionally affected at the time and always failed to explain his obvious thoughts at the time.

He kept the torture secret, so he kept avoiding it, and even hoped to dig out this part of his memory so that it would no longer exist in his life.

But existing things cannot be erased so easily, at least he cannot do it if he is the only one who thinks this way.

However, Christine didn't mention it for a long time, so he thought she had forgotten about it. Little did he know that the estrangement between father and daughter was caused by that tragic memory.

At this time, Christine brought up old things again, and countless memories that Craig had buried deep in his mind and did not want to recall came to him like a tide, drowning him in an instant.

The vivid picture was like countless knives cutting into his internal organs and even nerves, causing him almost a myocardial infarction.

"Why... why do you ask this?"

Craig's face turned pale, as if he was dying.

Christine really didn't expect Craig to have such a big reaction.

According to her original understanding, Craig would either throw away and leave like before, or maybe give herself a slap in the face.Or he would explain the problem in tears, and then the father and daughter would reconcile.

But the current situation was beyond her imagination.

She panicked a little and quickly stepped to Craig's side to support him.

She longed to hurt Craig, but she didn't want to kill him.

"I...I just want to know. I've been wanting to know this answer for five years. Can you tell me? Please."

Christine helped Craig sit down on the roadside and looked at him eagerly.

Craig's nose felt sore and he burst into tears.

Not aggrieved, but guilty, because he knew why those people shot.

"It was indeed me who killed Sharona. It was indeed my fault. You should blame me."

Craig no longer wanted to maintain the so-called majesty of his father. He was just an injured person at the moment, a person who cried loudly and vented his emotions while hugging his kind.

Kristine was struck by lightning: "You...what did you say?"

She was not a fool. At that time, she didn't understand why those people still shot after they got the money, and she always felt that there was some conspiracy.

But as time passed, she gradually rejected this idea. After all, although their family was not law-abiding citizens, they had not done anything worthy of being shot.

But now that she heard what Craig said, the thought that had been forgotten resurfaced again, and instantly took over the dominant position in her thinking.

"What the hell did you do!"

Christine screamed, her face ferocious, like a devil.

Craig, who was cruelly pushed away by her, gave Christine a sad look, held his head in pain, cried out of breath, and said: "I...you...do you remember Why are we moving from Orlando?”

Kristine was stunned for a moment, her mood became slightly calmer, but her voice was still cold: "Mom said that you made a lot of money and wanted to take our family to live in a better place. Now it seems that your money must have been dirty. "

Craig nodded regretfully, took a deep breath, looked up at the streetlight, and said, "If I could do it again, I would never let your mother walk into that casino, never."

Kristine felt nervous again: Could it still be related to her mother?

But she didn't ask. From the bottom of her heart, she didn't believe that her mother could do anything wrong.

"I've always told you that your mother is in sales for a big company in the city, but she's not." Craig lit a cigarette for himself and told what happened in the past: "She is from Orange. As a shareholder of a nightclub, the conditions for buying shares are the resources in her hands.”

Kristine knew that she was about to discover her mother's biggest secret, and she couldn't help but hold her breath and became nervous.

"Before I met her, she was a dancer in a strip club, living a life of entertainment and entertainment every day. Later she fell in love with me, and the strip club was closed, so she married me and we were together. Opened a fast food restaurant with fried chicken wings.

I didn't earn much, but my life was quite comfortable. I was tired of wandering around and I really liked that kind of life.But your mother doesn't like it. She is a free bird and doesn't want to be trapped in that small county with me.Shortly before she became pregnant with you, she secretly found those former sisters, those bitches, behind my back.

You know that the life of prostitutes in their later years is not easy, and the same is true for prostitutes, especially the more popular ones.Most of the people your mother knows are such people, including your mother.Both tired of their boring lives, they return to their old ways of doing business in Orange's Dreamtime.

I made a scene when I found out.I had a rifle, the one you see at home.I took it and ran into that nightclub and shot it into the ceiling.I screamed that I wanted to blind the guests and lift the roof of the dance hall.

But at that time, I hadn't done that kind of thing for a long time. Even before, I was just a thug. I didn't have that kind of ability.I was beaten out by those people, but fortunately, your mother was also involved, and she was also kicked out.

After you leave there, your mother will divorce me, saying that I have restricted her freedom and so on.I ignored her and did something very bad to her. "

Seeing that Craig didn't want to say anything, but she really wanted to know, Christine asked: "What happened? What did you do to her? Did you hit her?"

Craig shook his head: "It's always her fault for hitting me, not my fault for hitting her."

Kristine wanted to laugh when she heard these painful words, but felt it was inappropriate, so she held it back.

After this interruption, Craig's original painful mood became much better, and he continued: "Shortly after that time, your mother found out that she was pregnant, and that child was you. You have never met your grandma, and I have nothing to say about her. I'm not very impressed, so I really don't understand why a woman would change so much after becoming pregnant.

She gave up everything in the past and just wanted to give birth to you and raise you up with peace of mind.But most of the time, people can't help themselves. When she dragged those people back to the cold world from the warm nest they finally found, naturally those people wouldn't let her go easily.

They came to Sharona's house before she even showed her pregnancy, asking Sharonna to take responsibility for them, because your mother is really a very capable person. After she was gone, those people were wiped out by a group of new old ladies. business, so they asked your mother to go back and help them.

But because of you, she did not go back to her previous job, but went behind the scenes to help those women introduce business, including providing some personal services. "

"You mean, mom is a chicken head?"

Kristine's face was full of embarrassment. She felt very ashamed and disappointed.

She never imagined that her beloved mother would actually do this job.

Craig frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There is an essential difference between a dancer and a prostitute. This thing... I don't know how to explain it to you."

Christine didn't want to know about this and urged: "Stop talking about this. I want to know what happened next."

"Later." Craig sighed: "Oh... everything is fate. Our good days came to an end when you were eight years old. The reason was that your mother took her girls to a casino to play. ."

"Did they win a lot of money?"

Christine couldn't help but start to guess.

Craig smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It would be easier if I won the money. At worst, I could just return the money to those people. Your mother lost 400 million knives, 400 million."

Christine was stunned.

Although their family is not poor, most of the money they earn every year is spent directly. How can they lose 400 million?

Kristine subconsciously excused her mother: "Did those people set up a trap? Cindy's father did that kind of thing and was beaten to death by the police last year."

Craig continued to shake his head: "No, it's just an ordinary black jack. After playing for three days, he lost a total of 400 million, of which more than 370 million was borrowed from loan sharks, and the rest was your college tuition."

"Then what?" Kristine's tone was obviously much softer than before, and the look she looked at Craig revealed some distress.

"After that, we came to Manhattan to avoid debts. Because this place is a mixed bag of gangs, those people may not necessarily get good results when they come. But we didn't expect those people to find us, so we gave the IOU to the local Irish people. , those who killed your mother were those Irish thugs, a group of guys from Chechnya.”

After hearing this, Christine no longer wanted to know why Craig didn't save people. She just wanted to apologize to Craig for hurting her for so long.

"You know? After your mother was shot, I even felt a little happy." Craig suddenly turned to look at his daughter and said, giving up Christine's idea of ​​apologizing.

He continued: "I know it's selfish and disgusting, but that's what I think."

Christine was extremely disappointed. In her original world, her mother was a good person and her father was not a good citizen, but he never did anything bad under her nose.

After listening to Craig's account of what happened back then, she felt that her mother was a bad person and her father was a good person. Even if their identities were swapped, at least there was still some warmth, which did not make her feel that her family and her friends were Just as scary.

It was that thought that kept her from doing anything really bad or against the law in that environment.

But now...

She felt that there was no difference between herself and those people.

Disappointed with her parents, the decisions she had made because of Wayne were no longer important at this moment.

She fell into deep self-doubt.

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