“You know exactly who the fuck I’m talking about.”
“Is it safe to drive out there yet?”
“I’m about to find out.”
He drops his hand and nods. “I’m coming with you.”
“No you’re not.“
The look on his face shuts me up but doesn’t clear my mind, my rage, or my impulsion.
I’m out of the break room in the next two seconds, then I’m putting my shoes on at the back door while Carey talks to Liv. He gives her a key, tells her something, but this shop means nothing to me anymore. Leave the front door open for all I care.
“Now!” I shout, and Carey is ready in the truck before even I am.
The tires screech as I back out of the lot.
We both jolt in our seats.
“Should I drive?”
My head whips towards Carey. My fingers grip so hard to the steering wheel I’m shocked it doesn’t bend. He holds up his hands then crosses his arms. He looks pissed too, but it doesn’t compare.
“I’m gonna kill him. I’m gonna fucking kill him,” I mutter, but Carey remains silent.
Every second that passes I lose more control. The fire closes in around me. The knife is already in my hand.
I’m on the road. I see cars passing. My hands grip the wheel, and my feet shift between the brake, clutch, and accelerator as needed, but they're moving on their own.
My mind is gone.
I'm no longer sane.
I see nothing but the stretch of road in front of me.
All noise is static in my ear.
I'm at the bottom of the hole and I'm ready to drag Eden to hell with me…
“Enough!”
A harsh gust of frigid forest air whooshes past me through the open doorway and inside my brother's cabin.
I gave them time, more time than they deserved, by the state of things. Tek is pinned against the wall, his nose bloody as he squirms to get free of Eden’s hold.
I could hear the screaming from the truck.ThatI expected, but the insults and accusations Tek fired at both his brother and mine came from the mouth of a stranger.
I could see him raging in the car, the hold on his anger slipping further and further the closer we got. Then when we turned onto the dirt road that leads to the cabin, he was gone completely. Just like the day in front of the shop when he pulled the driver out of his car because he thought I’d been hit. And selfishly, I let him confront them alone. I wanted his wrath to unleash on Eden for being so goddamn inconsiderate this entire time. I knew hewouldn’t hold back, I just never expected him to fire venom at Jintae, as well.
With his fist still raised, Eden turns his head towards me, his eyes like daggers. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
“Stopping this bullshit from continuing any further.”
There’s a low grumble from Tek. “I told you to stay in the truck.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I snap, and take a step in from the doorway towards Jintae. Still keeping my distance, I stare at his bare chest and the partially torn cling film wrapped around it. He has his brother's eyes and jawline, but he’s pale, and short, and he tugs at the rolled band of—what I can only assume by their size—are my brother’s sweatpants like they’re about to fall down from his bony hips.
“This has nothing to do with you.”
