Page 73 of Wasted Memories
I tried to keep my eyes from straying to Elijah’s body at the base of the couch. We never got along, but I never would have thought for a second his hatred towards me went that deep. I never would have wished him dead, either.
I shouldn’t feel sad for him, but I couldn’t help it. If Elijah was here, it meant he aided in whatever Felix had planned, and clearly Felix didn’t care about my wellbeing. I felt sorry that he went out that way, that someone so deranged just took his life without a second thought.
“He was out of control anyway, bound to snap soon. You can’t trust those idiots.”
Felix crossed his ankle over his knee, his arms draped over the sides of the chair in a show of relaxation. I was anything but relaxed right now.
“Get comfortable, Emerson. We’ve got a bit to wait.”
I glared at him, not moving an inch. “Wait for what?”
“Your little knight in shining armor to show up.”
I tried to keep the shock off my face. Wesley was coming, but Felix knew about it?
“Why?”
He stroked the barrel of the gun along the arm of the chair, his gaze on me. “Once he’s out of the picture, you can go back to Jett.”
“What makes you think for a second that I’d go back to him after all of this?” The zip ties dug into my wrists when I tried to bring my arms down, forgetting they were bound together.
Felix leaned forward in the chair, dropping his ankle and holding the gun in between his spread legs, the gun pointed at the floor. “You’re the reason half this town started buying from Jett.” He must’ve seen the confusion on my face because he kept going. “His dick got in the way of our original plan. Once you two got together, everyone wanted to buy from him. They hang out with Jett, they get to eye fuck the smokeshow.”
I shook my head, my body shivering from the cold and fear. “Jett wouldn’t have knowingly let that happen.” Even though he treated me with such disregard at the end of our relationship, I wouldn’t believe that he’d use me as some sort of spectacle to up his sales and be okay with it. As much as he loved to flaunt me, he was still a jealous kind of guy. He wouldn’t have sat by and let men ogle over me purposefully.
“That’s business, baby. We’re selling top dollar in this little town. Who would’ve thought?” He threw his arms up in the air, the gun waving around. I kept my eyes trained on it. He was trigger happy and the last thing I wanted was to end up like Elijah right now.
His words dawned on me then. “What do you mean by agenda?”
“Oh, you don’t know? Your idiot father is the reason I was in prison for so many years.”
My lips parted, my mind not comprehending what he was saying. What did my dad have to do with any of this?
Felix laughed, the deep sound causing goosebumps to rise on my arms. “Did you really think running into Jett at that bar all those years ago was a coincidence? Isenthim to find you.”
I shook my head, unable to take my eyes off him as he spoke.
“I wanted payback. Revenge for the way he backstabbed me.”
“My dad wouldn’t-”
He cut me off. “You didn’t even know him! Your bitch of a mother kicked him out. She thought keeping him away from you and your brother would keep you both safe.” He spit the word at me, making me feel anything but safe right now. “Man, was she wrong. When he double crossed me, I wanted to hurt him where it mattered most. He was always talking about you. Showing the guys little pictures of you.” He clicked his tongue, waving the gun back and forth like it was his finger. “Big mistake.”
“But Jett couldn’t follow through with the plan,” He went on. “He’s weak. He let you get to him, let you sink your claws into him. But it worked out in the end, didn’t it?”
Did he kill him? Was my father Felix’s first stop after getting out of prison?
My mind spun with questions. I was struggling to make sense of any of this. Their original plan was to hurt me to hurt my dad. If Jett had followed through with what Felix wanted him to do in the first place, would my dad still be alive?
I had to get out of here. If Wesley truly was on the way here, he’d be walking into a trap. Felix wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger on him, he proved that already by shooting Elijah without even blinking. I’d never forgive myself if something happened to Wesley because of me.
To my right, I saw stacks of blocks wrapped in something like plastic wrap. “What is that?”
“Shipment we have to move. Doesn’t do us any good to have our stash in a spot we can’t get to in the winter.” If what he said before didn’t confirm that he was selling drugs with Jett, that definitely did.
Felix leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms behind his head, his eyes boring into me. From what I could tell, there wasn’t anything I could use as a weapon in this room. I only had my body to use.
Not allowing myself to think twice about it, I jumped up, bolting for the door.
