Page 27 of Lust
Vengeance.
“Don’t worry, my love. Their wickedness will never reach your gentle ears again. For angels sacrifice what they love for the sake of humanity. But fallen angels will sacrifice humanity for the sake of their love.”
It wasn’t until late afternoon when Sarah returned to the gardens, only to find two dead bodies within the tall grass, blood painting the surrounding ground. Their faces and bodies had been clawed with the nails of a mighty beast, one not belonging to this world.
Sarah recognized the bodies. It was the two women who had insulted her and accused her of murder.
Sarah screamed and then screamed again.
Her fragile heart could take no more.
* * *
Iswallowed several times.
Did he know?
There was a pit in my stomach that Michael knew of my extracurricular activities. There was no other logical reason to tell me this story.
Careful not to disclose any incriminating information, I kept my expression neutral. Instead, I waited for Michael to reveal the lesson he wanted me to take away.
That was our ritual. He’d tell me one of these stories and a lesson to go along with it.
“The end can hardly justify the means if it hurts the thing you care about the most in the process,” he said at last. “What might seem like the best decision might simply be your emotions or passions running wild. Maybe it’s best to take a step back when you are on the brink of these impulsive spur-of-the-moment decisions. What do you think?”
God, I wanted to give in to my impulses. Iwantedto touch Sara again. The boy she had mooned over also deserved some rash consequences. My hands shook with the need to make him pay.
But what might that do to Sara?
In the past, she had tried to convince us that she considered herself to be bad luck. Self-reproach coated my conscience. I hated that my actions had made her feel isolated. I had to start controlling these impulses for her sake.
If sparing that boy kept my Sara optimistic about life, then I’d comply. Instead of hurting him, I’d convince her to stay away. And if taking a step back kept my impulses in check, the ones to inadvertently hurt her repeatedly, then I needed to return home and find a new way to control these urges.
I could take up meditation.
Yes.
I’d indulge in meditation to learn better self-control. Maybe I could give myself a week to try a different method.
I’d do anything for Sara because, after last night, I was surer than ever that I’d never work her out of my system. There was no one else for me but her.
Without her, I’d be doomed to walk this earth alone.
Iwoke with a start, casting a hand over my eyes to shield them from the unforgiving sun rays.
“Need to stop taking those damn pills,” I muttered.
Everything was hazy. Ambien had that effect on me, so I rarely took them. But it was warranted after the “incident” yesterday with those two girls and Tobias.
The girls were currently admitted to Sinai hospital due to their injuries. I wanted to visit them, bring them flowers. However, I had an inkling that their families might object and accuse me of coming with intentions to finish off the job I started.
It was disheartening to learn that my curse had struck again. I thought everyone would be safe if I avoided romantic interests. That policy of mine had worked for years. Now, the future was uncertain once more.
I was also worried sick about Tobias and prayed that nothing terrible happened to him last night. Perhaps Mom would agree to call and ensure he made it safely back to his home?
I sat up with a huff, only to freeze at the sight between my thighs.
Goddamnit.
