Page 47 of Shadowman
“We gotta leave, man,” Andres says, too calmly for someone whose twin sister is dead in the next room. “Alice is dead. This asshole fuckin’ killed her, and we need to get outta here before the cops show up.”
The guy—I can’t remember his bloody name—sits up fast, eyes widening. “Shit, man, you didn’t call ’em, did you??”
Andres is glaring at me, purposely not answering. I’m assuming he didn’t call them.
“What… happened?” I croak, scared and heartbroken andangry… Fucking angrier than I’ve ever been before.
“I swear, it was an accident!” the friend shouts, and Andres backhands him across the face again.
“Shut the fuck up!” he barks at the guy. “Don’t say another word! Just fuckin’ bounce. Now!”
Everything around me feels swimmy. The air is heavy with tension and confusion and… death.
Without a second thought, I tackle Andres to the ground, wrestling him until I’m on top with my hands around his throat.
“What did you do?!” I roar in his face.
“Me?? You fuckin killed her!” he chokes out. But he’s not very convincing, and now I have no clue what to think.
I blink hard, shaking my head. “I don’t think I did…”
Glancing up at the sound of footsteps, I watch the friend scrambling for the door, whipping it open and running for his life.
Probably a smart move.
“You don’t know what’s going on,” Andres wheezes. “You’re just a worthless junkie cockslut who was never good enough for my sister!”
Lifting him, I bring his head down quick, bashing his skull on the floor. It stuns him, and he groans.
“Shut the fuck up!” I thunder, tightening my hands around his throat. “I wouldn’t hurt Alice! I loved her!” I bash his head again. “Iloveher!” And again. And again.
And again.
Untilcrack!His skull splits, blood instantly pouring out of him.
I’m gasping, panting and heaving, crying and crying andcrying. I can’t see. I can’tbreathe… I can’t…
I just…can’tbelieve it.
“I love her…” I sob.
And she’s gone.
This can’t be real.
“Nicely done, mate.”The familiar voice settles me down. I sniffle, my tear-stained gaze lifting slowly to where Leo isleaning up against the wall, smoking.“Now… Let’s get this cleaned up, shall we?”
“Snap out of it, man.”
“No… No… No no… no no no.” I’m shuddering, down to my bones. Sick to my stomach. I’ve already thrown up twice. “This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening.”
“Hey!”Leo shouts at me, grabbing me by the face until I’m forced to stop mumbling and sniffling.“Pull yourself together.”
“I c-can’t…” I whimper, cowering as he glares at me; dark, sinister eyes behind a tattered blue mask. “She’s g-gone. I… k-killed her.”
“Trevel, look at me.”His voice is deep, commanding.“I need you to wade through the drug-fog and harness every bit of your mental capacity right now.”
Blinking at him, I sniff, “What does that… m-mean?”
