Page 59 of Double Edged Hearts
No one can find me now.
That’s it. I’m done.
Time to plan for the next part of this fiasco.
Zack isn’t going to want Cora alive with secrets.
She knows too much.
He’ll be coming. Coming with Matvey and friends no doubt.
I know it. I know they’ll come, and I have to be ready.
* * *
Cora took one of the guest rooms.
Instead of lying on the bed, she’s sitting on the floor with her back against the wall, knees hugged close to her chest. Anger suffuses her beautiful face.
I know already she’s not going to talk to me, but that’s fine by me. Of course, I’d rather have her naked body pressed up against me in the master bedroom, but I won’t confuse things any more than they are.
We’re here in this place, but we’re still broken up.
She looks away from me when I walk into the room and stares out the window.
“You gonna stay there all night?” I ask. She doesn’t answer. “The floor gets cold down these parts. Want a blanket?”
Still no answer.
Fuck… I’m not doing this with her.
She wants her way, but I won’t give it to her. I turn to walk out, but she clears her throat and I stop, returning my focus to her.
“Where exactly are we? I mean a location,” she demands.
“You don’t need to worry about that.”
“You won’t even tell me where we are?”
“Cora, don’t push me. You’re safe. You can’t be mad at me for wanting to keep you safe. I’m not talking about this anymore.” Not when I feel like this.
“You can’t just keep me here,” she argues.
“Watch me,” I answer, shocking her.
I walk out and leave her there.
I head to the master bedroom and it starts to rain outside. It’s always nights like these when I think of Jude. He hated the rain, so I’m not surprised when he visits me tonight in my sleep.
He has that same look on his face as I look at him.
I have that half-asleep/half-awake feeling again, but I know I’m asleep because everywhere has that hazy look to it.
He’s sitting in the wooden chair by the window, always with that bullet hole in his head. His body as pale as it was when I buried him.
He looks at me and smiles. People used to say we looked so much alike we could be twins, but we were never alike.
“Look at you, brother…” he taunts. His voice is that rasp like a voice on the edge of the wind. “Gave up the crew for a woman? Fuck. I hope it was worth it. You killed me just like that for that bastard Claudius. Chose him over me. Now look at you. You chose to have nothing and accept pussy.Fool. She doesn’t love you. She will never choose you. She’ll leave the first chance she gets.”
