Great, now this shit’s going to come out.
“Why is it you’ve known about all of this…” he motions around where we sit, “the basement, the tunnels, the panic room, Purgatory, you know all of it?”
“What’s your point?”
“Why don’t they know about it?” Turning, he looks at me suspiciously. Just like when Drew asked. “Why haven’t you told them?”
“How do you know I haven’t?”
“You guys have never searched it. Everything else they’ve torn apart more than once, but not the hidden spots; they’ve all remained untouched.”
“Believe it or not, I’ve always felt loyalty to your family. Like I said, I’m not the enemy you guys think I am.”
He pauses, just looking at me. “I’ve never thought you were. I don’t do favors for enemies. Confused about why you chose this life, absolutely, but…” Sitting down in the chair, he nods across to an empty chair on the other side of the room. “Now talk.”
“About what?” I ask him as I take a seat.
“What’s wrong?”
“What?”
“Come on, man, I know you better than that. Last time we talked, you were happy. You’re going through something. You don’t seem to care about losing your job, and with the way you just barreled into the chapel, your life. So what’s going on?”
“It’s complicated.” Is all I can say because how does one eloquently say,‘I was fucking your sister and accidentally fell in love with her?’
“The complication that you killed over?”
“Yeah, that one.” I nod my head, trying to maintain my anger. “I found out a couple of weeks ago that after we broke up, she found out she was pregnant.”
“She didn’t tell you?”
“She lost it almost as soon as she found out. Didn’t think it was worth trudging shit up over.”
“How’d you find out?”
“Her friend slipped up when she was yelling at me and said something.”
He sits looking at me for a moment and shakes his head. I realize how fucked up it is that I’m talking to him about knocking up his sister, and he has no clue.
“Are you relieved or upset?”
“I don’t know.” I shake my head. “It’s her… it’sher.” I stress this time. Looking up at the ceiling and running my hands over my face. “Anyone else, it’s never even been a subconscious thought, never let the possibility of it happen.”
“I get that.” He nods. I watch his face turn and can tell he’s contemplating saying something else. “Let me give you a little piece of advice…”
Suddenly, it’s like we’ve gone back in time and things never changed. I just nod telling him okay.
“Don’t spend too much time overthinking it.”
“What?”
“She makes you reconsider everything you thought you wanted?”
“Yeah. Never thought I wanted those things, but knowing now that it was right there… with her. I don’t know.”
“Tell her.”
“What?”
