Page 58 of Like Fathers, Like Son
Fuck, that was the last thing I wanted, even though they were all psychos. The kids shouldn’t pay for who they were unlucky enough to be born to.
“If I promise, you’ll let me go?”
Blaze walked around to the window and I flinched, but he didn’t try the door, because obviously it was locked. He pressed a palm against the glass, staring down at me with a resigned look on his face.
“You could stay… things could be different.”
“They won’t be.”
He nodded, because we both knew he’d still hurt me.
“But if you go now, you leave my parents alone, no matter what you do about me. Promise, Anneka.”
I nodded again, feeling this bizarre urge to press my palm against the glass over his. What was wrong with me? That was the action of someone in love, not their victim. I clenched my fist so I wouldn’t.
“I promise, Blaze. I won’t call the police on any of you, but you have to leave me alone from now on.”
He squeezed his eyes shut and for a moment, I had the strangest feeling he was about to cry, but then he nodded.
“I will. I’ll leave you in peace, as long as you keep your word.” He suddenly leaned close and his eyes practically burned with intensity. “But if anyone comes after my family,I’ll systematically torture and kill everyone you’ve ever known or loved, and then I’ll come for you.”
Fucking hell! I nodded rapidly, staring at the phone in my hand for a moment, before I pushed it through the thin gap between the window and the frame.
“Don’t get pneumonia, Blaze. I’m leaving now.” Would he keep his word? Was giving him the phone a mistake? Would he use it to stop me from getting away?
He simply stood back and gestured to the road ahead, and I’m sure I heard him mutter the words ‘drive safe’. I didn’t hesitate though , driving away from him like my ass was on fire.
34
Blaze
Callingmydadsforhelp was the most humiliating fucking experience of my life, but I already knew I was never going to make it back to the house like this.
I was so cold I was literally shuddering and staggering along, and by the time the car pulled up, I pretty much fell into the back seat with a pained groan.
“What the fuck happened to you?” Dad Dory was leaning around from the driving seat, and dad Gray was passing a heated blanket back to me, unplugging it from the central console.
As soon as I was wrapped in the blissfully warm blanket, he handed me an insulated mug of coffee. The car started moving, but he was still watching me.
“Sip that, kid, and then you can tell us how the fuck this came about. Anneka got away?”
My other dad cursed as he headed back out onto the country road from the dirt lane.
“She’ll go straight to the fucking police. This is bad, Blaze, this is so fucking bad.”
“Go easy on him, Dory. Let him tell us what happened, and then we’ll hunt the bitch down. She can’t have gone far, right? Blaze, the car has a tracker on it, right?”
I nodded, realising that the phone it was hooked up to was at the bottom of the fucking lake. We’d have to wait until I was back at the house and had my laptop. She’d promised though, so was tracking her immediately the right move?
“You ended up in the lake?”
I hugged that warm mug in my hands and sipped the coffee, completely ignoring dad’s question, becauseduh.
“Why the hell were you even out here? I know it’s the middle of the night, so it probably seemed safe, but Jesus, Blaze.”
“Look, obviously I never thought she’d try anything like this, okay? She seemed, I don’t know, like she was accepting things. She just wanted some fresh air, and so did I.”
“Any chance she’s pregnant already?”Damn my baby-obsessed dad!I glared at the back of his head while he drove.
