Dropping to his knees he slams my back to the floor. The thick, warm blood all around me coats my skin and Georgina’s lifeless body stares at us as Ryan plows into me so hard our bodies shift and slip through the blood. My hands wrap around his back, the open sores from the whip marks I didn’t give him taunt me so I dig my nails in the wound and savor his hiss. His teeth come down to pierce the flesh on my shoulder, eliciting a scream from my lips.
Pulling out of my body he flips me so I’m face down, the blood squelching against my bare breasts and face, the smell intoxicating, the atmosphere dark and sinister wrapping around us like toxic vine.
This is a lie Cereus.
“No it’s not!” I cry, startling the officer. “I want it to be the truth… I can’t bear the reality… please don’t leave me.” I plead with Ryan’s fading image.
Remember…. Remember …Remember
The truth of what really happened cripples me.
I reach out grabbing the blonde hair she’s so fond of and pull her up to her knees. She squeals and the last few months assault my mind with the memories we shared.
You were foolish; you should have listened to Ryan.
I can almost hear him mocking me, or maybe that’s not in my head and he really is. I can’t tell as a haze of anger and thirst for revenge is so thick it’s clouding everything else.
I bring the knife down and it plunges deep into her chest. It’s hard to pull it free but I manage and bring it down again and again. Until her blood pools and coats my feet and her body goes heavy in my grip. I’m so lost to my monster that my eyesight is blurring and I can feel myself slipping into my own mind, creating a reality to deal with everything happening.
His hand grips my arm, pulling me to my feet and spinning me. I was so angry, I felt so betrayed, my monster acting without my permission. I stab him, burying the knife in his sternum.
He gasps, his eyes glaze over as frown lines tarnish his beautiful face. My hand releases from the handle and both our eyes look down to see the blade sticking from him. The magnitude of what I’d just done hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over the once stable mountain and stole me into the dream world, causing me to crumble into nothing.
What have I done?
Raising his arm, he places his palm on my cheek. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”
It wasn’t okay. Oh god. OH GOD!
He drops to the ground with a heavy thud and I scream in desperation.
This can’t be real … wake me up…wake me up.
Tears rain down onto my cheeks. There is so much blood… I’d killed him… I’d killed my Ryan.
My hands were shaking and I couldn’t get them under control. I was dying along with him because life without him wasn’t a life. How could I do this?
“What do I do?” I cry until my lungs burned and the skin on my cheeks feels raw. I deserve this, this was my penance for everything I’d done.
I couldn’t concentrate, the world around me morphing and shifting. This isn’t real… I’d never hurt him… I love him.
…Your love is deadly.
A black hole ripped open inside me, swallowing my sanity.
How did I become this?
This isn’t real.
Ryan.
Ryan.
RYAN!
PRESENT DAY
I can’t take much more of this, seeing her in here and being paralyzed to help her is a form of torture no parent should witness. I’m two seconds away from choking Wallis to death right there in the interview room. He had no business bringing her here, it’s only the fact her I.D got flagged on my computer that I knew she was here. I’m part of a special unit now and used that clearance to get me in the room with her and Wallis. But I had to make some bullshit up about thinking she was connected to something I had in the works. My clearance got me the privilege of being vague. My plan was to get in here and see what they’re holding her for but seeing her all helpless and being almost disorientated was painful. When I asked why she wasn’t taken to hospital I was brushed off. They have something on her and I have no clue what that is because Wallis, the fat fucking cunt, wouldn’t tell me anything going in to the interrogation room.
Who was this Georgina Yates? I needed to find out more information about the crime and get Cereus a lawyer. I also needed to find the evidence they have so I can erase fingerprints and DNA from the database so they don’t get a match when they take Cereus’.
What the hell happened and where the hell was my brother?
“That bitch didn’t warrant a memorial bench.” She glares at him.
“Really, so you knew her?”
“Is that relevant?” she asks becoming agitated, shifting on her chair and narrowing her eyes at Wallis. She also keeps looking to the corner of the room and smiling at nothing.