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It Ends Today

Killian

We drive in silence the rest of the way and I’m grateful for it.

As much as I’m glad Dee decided to help, I can’t help but judge her for what she’s let happen for this long. I know I did some fucked up shit in my day and paid the price for it, but nothing like this. I can’t imagine what would justify it for her, but I do my best to keep the judgement to myself.

For now.

I turn into the parking lot and into a stall, pulling out my phone before turning to Dee.

“Okay, so if you go in first and—”

BOOM.

The car actually shakes and my phone drops from my hand.

My heart slams in my chest as I all but fall out of the car, my eyes widening on the now burning wreckage that was Eternity. Gravel bites in my hands and my face burns even from this distance.

“Echo!”

I start to run for the door before a second, smaller boom halts me in my tracks. Mouth open, I watch flames lick up the old building.

My mind doesn’t process time.

I know I’m held back, not let near the building.

Police, fire trucks, ambulances all arrive.

People ask me questions that I don’t answer.

There’s nothing.

I fucking failed.

Chapter Thirty-Five

The Sound of Silence

Echo

Breathing shouldn’t hurt when you're dead, but I am fairly sure I’m dead. My lungs and eyes burn, but in an abstract sort of way. I can tell these things hurt, that there is pain, but it doesn’t register as pain. Just a fact. A thing that’s happening.

It was like working the floor, the streets, whatever else.

You turn yourself off, pull yourself away from what your body is doing. Makes it more bearable when it doesn’t feel like it’s truly you doing the acts. Watch it all happen apart from yourself, a stranger you hardly recognize.

I did a lot of things not as myself.

Regret.

You shouldn’t feel regret when you’re dead either, right?

Unless I’m a ghost.

Maybe that’s it. I’m meant to haunt some rapists for the rest of my life.

I suppose it could be worse.

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