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“There was a girl with yawl’s tattoo. They ate her. They ate your friend,” Arlen rushed out.
None of the men reacted. Her confession was met with resounding silence from both sides.
“So she’s yours?” Romero asked again, cupping a tattooed hand over my mouth when I tried to speak.
“They both are.”
“Alright then, take her.” He pushed me forward and stepped back. “And her.” He nodded to Arlen.
She barely righted herself from being shoved forward when the man’s companion grabbed her by the hair and started dragging her along as if she were a ragdoll.
“No, wait!” I shouted as I was partially lifted over the man’s shoulder. I hit the back of his head with a closed fist and he let me go. I stumbled backwards, tripping over myself as I tried to
get away, landing right at Romero’s feet. The air whooshed out of my lungs and I reflexively grabbed for my side.
With an angry growl he reached for me again, this time going for my ankles. The situation flipped in a matter of seconds.
I stared in confusion as he jerked away and blood began to spill down the front of him. Romero stepped around me and I watched as he pulled a knife out of the man’s chest, shoving him to the ground in the process.
“Go get the other one,” he said to his friends, placing his black boot on the man’s stomach to prevent him from getting up.
Without a word, his comrades walked off after Arlen. Romero looked at the cannibal and began pressing down. The man’s pained scream echoed across the treetops as Romero dug his steel toe into the chest wound. I watched him suffer with a deep feeling of self-satisfaction. The fucker deserved it.
“Stop, ple––”
Romero lunged down and drove the silver blade straight through the center of the man’s forehead, cutting his plea short. His muscles flexed beneath his shirt from the force it took to penetrate the man’s skull.
My lips parted as I stared at them both in fascinated awe. A silent crimson river made its way to the forest ground. The knife made a faint squelching sound and then a ‘pop’ as he removed it.
With a flick of his wrist, something chunky and pinkish-red flew off the blade and landed on a nearby plant. He looked at me then, his onyx hues drilling into mine—dark meeting light—and gave me a beautifully devious smile.
“I changed my mind.” He shrugged. “Finders keepers.”
His words had the breath evaporating from my chest. As I stared into his eyes, I saw myself falling right into the void.
I was so fucked.
An angry scream in the near distance broke me from my tunnel vision. I blinked and looked away, glancing around in hope I would catch a glimpse of Arlen. Remembering my objective, Tito’s voice resounded as a warning bell inside my head.
“They can’t know you found them willingly. They’ll know something’s up and won’t hesitate to kill you.”
Well, fuck. Realizing I’d almost completely screwed everything up, I began to half scoot/half crab-walk backward.
Our eyes locked once more and he grinned, flashing a set of perfect white teeth. Somehow, this smile was darker than the last one because now he seemed to be amused.
“Where are you going?” His tone was mocking—childlike. He tilted his head to the side, making no effort to come after me. He simply tracked my every move with his coal-black eyes.
My back hit a tree and I used it as leverage to pull myself up, keeping one hand over my injury. We were only a few feet apart. My ragged breathing filled the silence that grew between us.
Arlen’s yells grew louder.
Male laughter signified his friends had caught her and were bringing her back against her will. I tried to spot what direction they were coming from but I still couldn’t see anyone.
Is he getting closer?
I glanced back at Romero and swore he’d moved from where he’d just been standing. His face gave nothing away.
“Why are you still here?”
