Page 125 of Anger

This son of a bitch…

He smiles.

I’ll kill him with my bare fucking hands.

“Wanna know what else I know?”

What else is there for him to know? He’s already stolen all the scars from my life and laid them out like a buffet of amusement, not giving much of a shit how deep they cut.

Damon doesn’t wait for me to respond.

“I know what happened to your mom when she first disappeared. And I can take an educated guess as to why you spent your childhood running.”

My heart stops in my chest.

The rush of blood stops in my head.

All I hear is static.

“Bet you and your brother would kill for that information. So maybe you can do me a solid and drive Brinley to that restaurant like I asked. I’ll happily give it to you then.”

“I don’t need it that bad.”

But fuck I want it.

Kane wants it.

That information could explain so much.

I would finally know why my childhood was such a trainwreck. And why I’m living a life now where I never let anyone close.

Except Brinley. I let her close.

And Damon…

Look where the fuck that got me.

Maybe Mom was right about the monsters.

I’m staring at one now.

“Come on, Blue. Do what I ask, and you’ll have fulfilled the terms of our deal. Refuse and you’ll go back to a life of running, as well as your friend, Brinley, your brother and your mom. We won’t stop until we get what we want. I wasn’t joking.”

What choice do I have?

Judging by the straightforward expression on Damon’s face, I’m fucking cornered for once in my life.

My mind races again, testing every boundary, playing out every possible scenario that might get me out of this fucked-up mess. Yet, for as fast as I run through the choices, I keep ending up in the same place.

There is no choice.

Except for the one he’s giving me.

Tears burn my eyes, but I refuse to let them escape. Not in front of this asshole. Not when he stares over at me with the knowledge that he’s already won.

Even Kane couldn’t find that information…

“Make a choice, Blue. Time’s wasting.”

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