Page 20 of Remy

“I’m sure it doesn’t feel good.” I turn and walk out of the bathroom and go into the kitchen to grab her a bottle of water. When I return she’s still hanging where I left her. I pass her the water after uncapping it and watch as she takes a sip.

“We’re never going to find her, are we?”

“Don’t say shit like that. If it’s the last fuckin’ thing I do, I’m bringin’ her home.”

“She could be anywhere.”

“And I’ll go anywhere. I’ll fuckin’ climb every mountain to bring her home, Tianna. There’s nowhere I won’t go.” She nods her head as I hold out my hand and help her off the floor. She stands up a little wobbly, but I hold on until she steadies herself.

“I’m sorry, Remy,” she cries as she bursts into tears. I want to hold her, fuck do I want to, but I don’t. I just turn and leave the room because I don’t know if I can handle being around her right now. I stomp down the hall and out the back door before lighting up a cigarette.

“Why do I always find you out here?” Locke asks as I chuckle.

“I’m hidin’.”

“Not a very good spot.”

“Guess not if you keep findin’ me.” Locke laughs a little before leaning against the brick of the building.

“You forgave her yet?”

“No.”

“You goin’ to?”

“Haven’t decided yet. It’s all so fucked up, brother.”

“She had her reasons, yeah?”

“She did, but they aren’t good enough. I could have helped back then.”

“She didn’t know that. She was scared, Remy,” he tells me.

“I know. I just need to get my head straight.”

“Well, we’re hittin’ that site tonight, so that should let you blow off some steam.”

“Tonight?” I ask, looking over at him.

“Yeah. Change in plans, brother. Gunner wants in there sooner rather than later.”

“Heard that. I’m ready,” I tell him as I take another drag from my cigarette.

“You and everyone else. Stan is on edge.”

“That’s understandable. His sister is out there somewhere.”

“And we’re gonna find her,” he adds.

“Yeah, we are. It’s what we do,” I confirm, flicking the cigarette through the air and watching it fall.

“You should think about forgivin’ that girl, Remy.”

“Why are you so stuck on that shit?”

“I see the way you look at each other. You still love each other.”

“Doesn’t mean shit, and you know it,” I tell him shoving off the building and heading for the door.

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