He could kill with that hand alone but had never tried to use his left in the same way.
It was weaker.
But he was confident he could do it.
He held Chad close to him, so close Romeo could smell him, and feel the heat from his face.
His lips were right there, parted, and Romeo was tempted to kiss him.
Kiss him and kill him at the same time.
He licked his lips, bringing his mouth closer.
“You’ll never know.”Chad croaked.
Romeo relaxed his hold a fraction.“Know what?”
“Why I did it ...don’t you want to know, Romeo, don’t you want me to tell you?”
“You can’t remember.”
“Not yet.”
Chad’s face turned red.He didn’t look afraid though, his eyes found Romeo’s.
He used his big brown eyes like a weapon, weaking Romeo’s grip.
“You kill me now, you’ll never know.”
“My Chad is gone.”
“He isn’t,” Chad snapped.“I’m right here.I’m in pieces that’s all, but they’re still here, and if they’re still here they can be put back together.A few days ago, you thought so too.”
“That was until I found out that you were the one to take a sledgehammer to them.Yousmashed us to pieces.”
“Maybe we can put them together again.”
“What if they make an ugly picture?”
Chad’s shoulders slumped.He let go of Romeo’s wrist.“At least you’ll have clarity.”
“Even if you do end up remembering,” Romeo flexed his hand around Chad’s neck.“I’ll still probably kill you.”
Chad smiled.“I thought as much, but you’ll kill me with your right hand, your preferred hand.”
Romeo stiffened.“How did you—"
“You’ll lift me off the ground so my feet are dangling and my only contact with the earth is through you.That’s how you’ll kill me.That’s how you like to do it.”
Romeo let go completely.
He expected Chad to launch back, but he didn’t.
Chad rubbed his throat, then coughed into his elbow.
“Now,” he said with a small smile.“Let’s fix up your hand.”
He found the needle.He threaded the eye.Then he waited for Romeo to hold out his hand.Romeo flared his nostrils, then gave in with a sigh.
