Page 62 of Touch Her and Die
I looked at Emilee and reached for her empty hand.
“Which one do you want?”
She looked between the syringe and the knife.
“Hmm. eenie meenie miney mo. Syringe it is. Is this my thing, Halle?”
I wanted to roll my eyes. This was some kind of fucked up little club.
“Sure, sweetie. That can be your thing. Just make sure it hurts the bastard.”
Halle reached for my hand and we both stood there and watched Emilee plunge the needle into my uncle’s arm.
“No,” Halle and I shouted in unison.
Emilee looked up and blinked.
“What?”
I shook my head.
“Emilee, that’s gonna take a while for him to die. You should have hit a major artery.”
Emilee smirked.
“Oops. Sorry, Daddy. Well, while we have some time, let’s have a little chat.”
I turned to Halle and pulled her to the back of the nearly empty room. This was a shit hole of an office and only meant for this. A hideout when things went south. It was then that I saw Halle’s eyes glistening with tears.
“What’s wrong, princess? I’m sorry you didn’t get to kill him. You know I would have let you, but well.”
She smiled and sniffled.
“No. It’s okay. It’s nothing. I’m okay with this. It’s what I would have wanted for my sister. It’s just so hard to see them grow up. She’s becoming something, you know?”
We were far enough away that the low words of Emilee were more of a muffled background sound, but I think she was having a real fucking conversation for the first time with her father. Fuck.
“Yeah. You’re right. I think this is the best gift we could have ever given her. Too bad her birthday was like a month ago.”
Halle’s hand cupped my face and turned me back to her.
“If I knew our kids would turn out like that, maybe it would be all worth it. I don’t want the world to break them. I just don’t think I can give them to you. Are you really okay with that?”
I traced her lips with the pad of my thumb. I should have every ridge of her mouth memorized by now, but every time felt like the first. Feeling alive had never meant shit to me until her.
“Halle, you are enough. Besides, I think the new head of family will need us.”
Something thudded in the background.
“Daddy? Are you dead?”
I looked over my shoulder and watched her kick his face.
“Oh good. Hey, guys? He’s dead now.”
Halle reached for my face.
“Let’s go tuck her into bed and then you can fuck me because damn it. Blood and dead guys make me want you so bad.”
