“Bruno promised me that he will let me kill Leon. He promised and now he’s not keeping his promise!” Sarah yells, leaning forward without breaking eye contact with me.
“What the f…”
“It’s not that easy, Sarah. I know how to do this, you don’t! So shut up and listen to the pro!” I lean forward, our noses are almost touching.
“WHAT THE FUCK DID SHE SAY!? Are you out of your mind, cuz?” Carter stands up; now the three of us are standing around the table looking at each other. “Are you going to put her in harm’s way? This is wrong.” He points out.
I glare at him. He’s my cousin, my blood, and I love him to death. But at this particular moment, I want to rip his throat out. I don’t want him to be between Sarah and me, and right now he needs to leave.
“I would never put her in danger. Who do you think I am? I know how to handle this, and that is why, if she wants to have it her way, she will listen to me,” I say, hoping to defend myself.
“This is madness. I’m not gonna be a part of this. You two are… forget it. I need to go, I’ve got some shit to do.” He starts to walk towards the door, looking back at us in disappointment. He walks out and slams the door shut, leaving us in the kitchen.
Silence surrounds us.
“I told you this has to go my way. If you can’t follow orders, then forget the whole thing!” The intensity is still present in both our looks. How did we get here from where we were? From passion to this in a split second.
“I’m not your hostage anymore. You can’t order me around!”
That’s a low blow.
“That’s not what I meant, and you know it! I want us to do this in the safest way possible. If you go in solo, they’ll kill you. I know the spot all too well. You can’t handle it!”
“I don’t get it, Bruno. I could’ve gone with Carter. He wouldn’t have let them hurt me!” I’m starting to see red, I feel like molten lava is running inside my veins. I’m slowly walking towards her; my steps are heavy. Before I know it, I’m cornering her like a fucking maniac.
I need her full attention. I need to ask her this.
“Carter? Is this tantrum about him?” I’m inches away from her mouth. I want to devour it again. I’m drowning in jealousy; dammit, I can’t control it.
“What if it is!? Don’t you dare tell me you’re jealous!”
“You have no idea the power you have over me…” She breaks the eye contact and looks down at the floor. She mumbles something, but I can’t make anything out of it.
I’m so fucking mad at her, at Carter and even madder at myself for losing control.
“I care about you, a lot. And I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. Don’t you see it?” And with those last words, I leave the kitchen, right before she can fire something hurtful.
Fuck you all.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Devil’s Head.
Sarah
Thanks for ruining the show,” Life is complaining once again.
I’m by myself in the kitchen, numb and not knowing what to do or where to go.
Did I hurt him?I don’t know.
Do I care about him?I shouldn’t, but I do.
I’m at that point in my life where I want to touch the fire. I’m aware that it will burn me, it will hurt, and yet I want to reach out and touch it.
“That’s called being fu—”
…Fucked up, I know that. Shut up, Life.
