Page 22 of Paradox
“I didn't bring my phone.” His voice is lifeless, robotic, and pitiful.
“Then I guess you’re shit out of luck.”
“The battery was dying.”
“Goddamnit, I don’t give a fuck. If you’re too stupid to make sure it’s charged, then—”
“How could I when you wouldn’t let me? You know how busy I was yesterday, and you told me that if I was too dumb to remember to charge it while I was cleaning, that I didn’t deserve it when I wasn’t.”
I drop the tub beside him and he doesn’t even flinch.
I want to slap him.
Rub his face in the dirt.
Get a fucking reaction.
I kick the tub into his side. “I told you to move.”
“You said to be done when you get back.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I bark down at him.
He shrugs, and I see red. Then his body is falling back like a ragdoll by the fire.
I lift him by his shoulders, and shake him. “Answer me! What the fuck is wrong with you, you weird ass motherfucker?” But his eyes won’t focus on anything, and his head just rolls around.
Holding him with one hand, I knock on the side of his head. “Are you even in there?”
Still no answer.
I pull him so close to me that my forehead is pressed against his. “I swear to god, you little cunt, if you don’t answer me, I’ll drown you in that fucking lake. And no one will ever be able to find your body.”
He closes his eyes, and I scream in his face.
Then I spit on him.
Jin’s eyes slowly open to meet mine. He raises his hand, wipes his face, then shuts his eyes again.
His feet drag through the grass as I march to the lake's edge, but he still doesn't put up a fight.
I step into the lake up to my knees, then plunge him into the water and hold his head under. Bubbles rise to the surface, but his body remains limp.
Pulling him out, I shake him again.
Water hits my face, but it doesn’t cool me down.
Back under he goes.
Ten, nine, eight, seven.
“I fucking hate you!” I roar at him.
Nothing.
“Why the fuck do you wanna be here anyway?”
Nothing.
