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I flick my hair over my shoulder and straighten up.
“Okay. I guess if you’re all done, then I have work to catch up on.”
I spit the words out, turning in a huff without giving Hannah a chance to reply.
My head is spinning, tears threatening but I force them back. I head straight back for the wood pile, my mouth tight and a weird feeling in the back of my throat. I’m sure I hear her mutter something in the distance, it sounds like she’s telling me she’s coming back, but all I’m thinking is she can’t leave… she can’t leave.
I leave her behind, hoping to hell that my plan is about to work.
It’s not right. It’s not how I wanted it to be.
She should stay because she wants to. She should be here with me because her heart beats the same rhythm as mine. We damn well belong together. She can’t deny it. I felt it, I saw it in her eyes when she looked up at me.
I clutch the axe and grunt, lifting a round log and placing it ready.
The trunk of the vehicle slams and I cast a sideways glance towards the car. Sun blares across the grass again, and I realize my fingers are crossed over the wooden handle of the old axe. Hannah moves in behind the wheel and glances in the mirror, adjusting her hair and guiding it behind her ears. She takes a moment longer to do something I can’t see, then, she tries the engine.
Nothing.
I hear the ignition. It switches as Hannah tries to ignite it again.
Nothing.
My heart is racing, thumping inside my chest. I drop the axe with a thud and step over to the car slowly. The dent on the hood is glistening from the sunshine reflecting on the moisture in the air.
Guilt makes me feel sick in the pits of my stomach. I shouldn’t have done this. What have I done?
I pull the driver’s door open, Hannah’s confused eyes flashing up at me.
“It won’t start,” she says, frowning.
I swallow the lump in my throat. “Let me try.”
I twist the keys, feeling like a goddamn fool. Fuck. I am not a good person, she deserves better and I should let her race away as quickly as she wants to. This is my fault, keeping her here beyond her will. If this is the level I have to stoop to to make a woman stay with me, I don’t damn well deserve her.
Sabotage was a last resort, and now, I wish I didn’t do it.
“It could be frozen,” I lie. I don’t know where it comes from, but I look in her eyes and I can’t stop myself. “And the radiator might have a leak from the impact of the collision.”
Hannah looks over the steering wheel at the dent. “It wasn’t that bad, was it? It was just a wheelbarrow.”
I step out and get a whiff of gas.
“I don’t know. But it’s not starting.”
Hannah tries a few more times, pumping her foot on the gas. She’s flushed, her eyes panicking and I fucking hate myself.
“It’s not starting, Colt. What do I do?” Hannah’s eyes fill with tears. “I need to get home!”
I bite my tongue. “Fuck.”
My cheeks puff and I’m pacing in a circle, tugging at my hair.Tell her what you did. Tell her, you fucking prick.
“Listen, Hannah,” I stammer, my voice shaky.
She looks at me, her eyes so goddamn beautiful and perfect. The mountain seems to close in around me, as if I’ve entered a long, dark tunnel and all I can see is her. Her beautiful face, framed by hair as red as the blood pulsing through me. Her soft cheeks, so plump and kissable. Her red lips and cute little nose.
“I know a guy, but he lives a few miles away. He might be able to help,” I say, unable to speak the words my brain is screaming at me.Liar. Liar. Liar.“I doubt he’ll be able to get you going today, though.”
