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Pain spreads through my face, but I’m too full of adrenaline to understand what happened. I throw my arms around his waist, knocking us to the ground. The blade slips from his hand and I stumble to grab it, but my hand lands right beside it and he grabs it.
What is wrong with my vision?
His hand squeezes the handle and he forcefully brings it back slamming it into my side. Sharp, pinching pain goes through my body as I fall over on my uninjured side. The knife is ripped from my body as Ben stumbles to his feet.
“I would’ve spared both you and your mother’s life, but now she’s dead because of you. You did this. You made me kill her.” His voice is no longer taunting. It’s angry and full of pain.
“I’m going to kill you,” I grunt out, holding onto my side, struggling to slow the blood that is seeping from my body. Warm liquid drips down my face, pouring into my eye and I have to close it from the stinging pain. I attempt to get up, but he kicks me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. The knife connects to my shoulder, and a scream rips from my body.
Holy hell. He really is going to kill me.
“Stupid little shit.” He slams another blow to my stomach before he backs away from me. I can see him pacing back and forth before he drops the knife onto the dresser and runs his hands through his hair.
He pulls his phone out of his pocket and starts to call someone. My vision blurs and I can feel myself losing consciousness. I’m not sure if I’m really seeing straight right now. Everything looks fuzzy and unfocused. The amount of blood I’ve lost is making my entire body feel weak and numb.
“Marvin, I fucked up. I fucked up bad. Can you get your cleanup crew here?” Ben roars loudly, making me jump.
“Two bodies. Get here right fucking now!” he screams before I hear something smash into the wall and footsteps descending down the hall.
He’s gone.
I have to get to her. I have to save her.
With all the strength I can gather, I shift my body around and crawl toward my mom who’s lying on the ground. Her eyes are closed, but her chest is slowly rising up and down.
“Mom…” I whisper, crawling into her side. “Mom…” She doesn’t move or react to my voice. Blood has stained both her dress and her hands. There’s so much blood around both of us. Some of mine meets hers, making the puddle even bigger.
“Mom...please wake up. Don’t leave me,” I cry, laying my head on her chest. Pain wraps around my entire body and I know I’m going to die tonight. This is how it ends. I wish we would’ve never come here. I wish I could’ve taken care of my mom.
Her attempt at getting us off the streets killed us.
My eyes are fluttering closed and I can barely keep myself awake. I feel a soft hand touch mine. My eyes are too heavy to open again as I slowly drift into the darkness.
“Go to sleep, my sweet boy.”
“Theon?” Zamira touches my arm to get my attention.
“That’s enough questions. Get settled, I’m sure someone will come check on you later,” I say, trying to shake the thoughts of my past.
“We barely got started,” she huffs, frustrated.
I pin her with a harsh glare and she drops the issue, busying herself with the clothes on the bed.
Turning around, I head to the door, but I instantly stop. Something about her is pulling me back, begging me to say something to her. To push her. I need to give her the real answer to the question she asked me earlier.
Stepping away from the door, I walk back toward her, standing right behind her only a few inches away.
“You know what else I see when I look at you?” I whisper in her ear, making sure not to touch her. She shudders as my breath brushes against her skin.
She turns her face to the side trying to look at me. “What do you see?”
“Agony, desire, guilt, corruption.”
“You’ve gathered all that in the little time we’ve spent together?” She scoffs. The way she nervously shifts her body tells me she’s uncomfortable with how well I just read her.
Reaching my hand out, I grab the blonde strand that’s hanging loosely down her back. Damn it, I told myself I wouldn’t touch her anymore, but she’s too tempting.
Her chest rises up and down, as I twirl my finger around her silky hair and give it a little tug. A small moan bubbles in her throat that she tries to keep down.
