Page 3 of Deviants
If I had died from his pathetic attempt at playing superhero, I would’ve risen from the dead and came back to devour his shitty soul.
I pushed through the thick overgrowth, blocking out the asshole behind me, doing my best not to focus on the hunger pains cramping my stomach so badly I was damn near light headed, and ignoring how filthy I was.
There wasn’t an inch of my ghostly pale skin not covered in sweat or grime. The blood from the man I’d gutted with a broken beer bottle stained my clothes and caked beneath my nails with a layer of dirt. I’d completely given up on the rat's nest sitting on the side of my head in a frizzy braid.
I longed for a shower, a bed, and warm food. Physically, I knew I could push myself beyond the fumes I was utilizing to stay mobile for just a little while longer. Mentally, I didn’t know where to begin.
Feelings were severely overrated.
If someone offered to cut my withering heart out from my chest, I’d happily draw the dotted line for the incision. The stupid thing had only ever caused me problems and I couldn’t deal with anywoe-is-mebullshit at the moment.
“Cali, look mamas, we have to figure out what we’re going to do.”
Did he just saywe?
I faced him again with a glare, breathing heavily from exertion.
“There is nowe, Tito. How can you stand there and pretend everything is fine between us? I told you to stop following me days ago.”
“Look, I know things look bad, but they could be worse.”
“Thingslook bad? Everythingis fucked! We’ve been living like wild animals for the past two weeks.
If you’ve already forgotten, let me remind you that I killed a man with a beer bottle and you nearly pissed yourself.”
“He was just trying to survive. Like we were–are. And I didnotalmost piss myself.”
“He was trying torobus, you dumbass, and you just stood there shaking like a goddamn leaf; pissing wouldn’t be far behind that. His gun wasn’t even loaded.” I smirked. “It’s okay T, we both know my balls have always been bigger than yours.”
We were surviving off a depleting supply of MRE’s from the backpack he’d managed to keep attached to him when we free-fell from the bridge. Splitting one pack between us wasn’t exactly adding to my nutritional needs. We slept in shitty abandoned buildings or the woods, and slunk around like stray dogs with our tales between our legs to avoid being spotted by anyone from The Order.
He clenched his jaw and took a step forward.
“You know what? This entire situation was avoidable. I told you not to go! Iknewthis would happen.
“If I was scared, it was of you. You weresmilingwhile he was dying! You’re different now, and it’s the Savages’ fault. The devil himself got inside your head. What happened to you being able to handle it?
“Things wouldn’t have snowballed like this if you didn’t fuck him. You should have left him. Can you really not see what he’s turned you into?”
Judgmental asshole. I wanted to tear his throat out, so much so that I started visualizing it in my head. He was talking out of his ass about a situation he had no real knowledge of.
Romero would never have let me leave him, which added even more confusion to the fact that he’d turned around and left me. Still, though, I couldn’t allow him to be incriminated for my irreparable moral compass.
“First of all, I can fuck whoever I want, however want, whenever I want. You don’t get to dictate who I spread my legs for.
“Second of all, don’t blame him for the way I am. I’ve been this way from the beginning—you’ve just never seen it. You haveneverknown me, Tito.
“You believed the façade just like everyone else did. Just like I believed you would tell me the truth about your sister and not use me for your own benefit.”
“Jinx knew,” he immediately deflected, choosing a topic that would sway the conversation away from what he’d done.
Guiltysonofabitch.
I was hoping he’d trip up and spill what actually went down with that whole situation, because I had yet to get all the details.
He wasn’t the least bit shocked or surprised about Tilly-slash-Tiffany’s involvement in all of this.
That had me wondering just how much he was keeping from me.
