He reaches up and grabs the glass bowl off the table and throws it into the nearest wall, shattering the glass.
We all stand silently, and Bennett grabs the crinkled-up paper from my hand and his shakes as he reads over it.
Cole places his fisted hands on the table and leans over. His shirt sleeves strain against his taut muscles, and he’s breathing heavily.
Shane shakes his head, clearing his foggy mind, and takes the letter from Bennett. He swallows nervously as he too reads over it. “Cole …” He starts.
But Cole doesn’t allow him to finish. He spins around and shoves Shane’s back into the closest wall. “Whoa!” Shane throws his hands up in the air. “What the fuck, man?”
Cole grips Shane’s shirt. His eyes murderous, and I’m just waiting for him to punch him. Cole loves to handle his problems with his fists. But instead, he takes in a deep breath as though he’s trying to calm himself. “If anything happens to her, you’re the first one I’m going to kill. Do you understand me?”
Shane’s eyes narrow on him. “I wouldn’t …”
“Do you understand?” Cole yells in his face.
He gives Cole a curt nod. “Understood.”
“Who the hell is Demi?” Bennett asks, looking over the paper again.
Cole lets go of Shane and answers. “Deke’s new fuck buddy.”
“I’m not screwing her.” I sigh. I just dream about killing her.No big deal.
Shane brushes his hand down his shirt. “You’re fucking Becky’s little sister?” He obviously remembers her.
“No.” I growl. “It’s not like that. And she’s with Seth.”
Cole snorts.
The rest stare at me with hard jaws and narrowed eyes.
“What?” I snap, not in the mood to play some game with a new psychopath.
“What all does she know?” Shane asks.
“Noth …” My words stop when I realize that’s a lie.
“Fuck!” Shane growls. Throwing his hands up in the air, he knows I’ve run my mouth.
“What does she know, Deke?” Bennett asks, stepping forward.
“Enough.” I growl.
“How much is enough?” Bennett snaps.
Cole begins to pace with his head down. Shane drops into a seat at the table and places his head in his hands.
“She knows I’ve killed five people,” I admit.
“Of course, she does,” Shane mumbles to himself. I’m about to let Cole knock the shit out of him.
“Why the fuck does she know that?” Bennett shouts.
“After Cole told me that Becky was driving the car when the accident happened, I confronted her at her house and told Becky what I had done. I was pissed. My intentions were to scare her. Demi overheard us talking …” I pause when his eyes widen.
Cole has stopped pacing, and Shane is looking up at me from the table with the same look Bennett is giving me.
“What?” I ask again. “Quit looking at me like that and use your fucking words.”
