Memories of Doctor Phillipe and that ward that smelt of medicine and chemicals flood my brain all at once.
“Did you want your family dead, Cole?”
I was never able to recall how that fire started. Even in my nightmares, I was always in my room alone, plumes of black smoke creeping in under the door until they wrapped around my bed completely.
I’ve never been able to remember it because I didn’t do it.
It was Nick all along. It’s always been Nick.
“Did he tell you why?” I ask quietly even though I know the answer to that question.
Charlie shakes his head. “He just said you would get away with it–that you didn’t matter. I thought it was a joke, man, just some stupid sibling rivalry. I didn’t think—”
I laugh quietly, shaking my head.
I feel manic. Everything I’ve ever thought about myself since that night isn’t real. I want to punch something, maybe Charlie here but I breathe in through my nose to stop the rage that bubbles inside me from spilling out.
“You okay, mate?” Charlie asks awkwardly.
I stand from my seat, looming over him. He’s short with thick muscles to make up for his lack of height probably but I think I could strangle him right now and watch the life seep out of his eyes.
Instead, I smile. “Thank you for telling me this, Charlie. I really appreciate it.”
“Wait, Cole. So do you forgive me?” He asks.
I don’t bother answering. Instead, I take a deep breath, relax my shoulders and walk out the door.
Despite the cool breeze, my skin is burning up. I clench and unclench my fists as I make my way to my car.
Nick says I wear a mask, hiding some awful monster inside me but whilst I don’t think he or Doctor Phillipe were necessarily wrong about that, I had a handle on it since what happened with the rabbit. When I realised how unacceptable it was to do that, I made myself perfect, studied reactions, made friends, and made sure I was always charming and nice.
When the fire happened, I thought I’d slipped up, that the monster I’d tamed had reared his head and acted without my knowledge, but it was always Nick, pulling the strings behind the curtain.
I should kill him. I should ruin his life as he did mine.
But I just feel sick, like I’m being held upside down and everything I’ve always known is wrong. I want to call Levi, I want to tell him everything, but I can’t. He deserves the space he asked for even if my world is falling apart without him in it.
I pull out my phone and call Kez instead.
She answers on the first ring. “Are you okay?” I can hear the concern in her voice.
“How soon can you get to the gym?” I ask. I think I need to punch something, and Kez is always up for sparring.
“See you in ten.”
Chapter Nineteen: Kai
Levi hasn’t been to the office in over a week.
I know this because I check every day like some sort of pathetic puppy that has been rejected by its mother. I don’t even know why I keep looking out for him, or why I keep checking my phone hoping he’ll ask me if I want to grab lunch. Or that Cole will message me about the book he’s reading.
I was right—they don’t feel anything for me.
I wish I wasn’t though. For the first time in a while, I wish I was dead fucking wrong.
Marie wasn’t too surprised when I told her the truth. She had only nodded and shrugged a shoulder. “That makes sense,” she said. “It was kinda obvious there was something more between you and Levi. You looked at him like he hung up the moon.”
Sometimes I want to entertain the idea that maybe he did like me, even if just a little. Surely, he had to like me to some extent to want to have sex with me—both of them must have. In those quiet moments, watching movies, or when they’d smile at me, I could believe it. But Adam’s words ring in my mind and I halt that train of delusion. Either way, it doesn’t matter, they let me leave.