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Another nod.
“Ezra?” The man in question surfaces in front of me and Nic instantly. “I’m going to go under. I don’t know for how long, but I’ll be wiped out when I do. Objects don’t tend to hold onto emotional attachment for this long, but when they do…it takes a toll. Don’t worry if I don’t come back for a day or two, it’s normal. I will be one hundred percent okay. I swear it. Don’t go tearing down any buildings, okay?”
“Okay.” He simply agrees with a nod, like I didn’t just ask him not to burn down the town while I’m gone.
“Kai?” At his name, he pops into view beside Ezra.
Smiling reassuringly at him, I speak. “Keep them positive for me. It’ll be harder on them to see this. They’ll need you. And take care of Gizmo and Snitch, Ezra will be too distracted cooking, cleaning, or working out until he’s in a coma. And while they’re getting along better, I don’t think they’re quite ready for daddy Nic to be their primary caretaker. Plus, he’ll probably be way too busy being a creep and staring at my body waiting for signs of life.”
“I can do that.” Kai grins at me before pressing a kiss to my cheek.
“Nic?” His vision whirls around to me as I summon him, his gaze sliding over my features as if committing them to memory.
“Yes,mi vida?”
My hands leave his, plunging me into darkness as I graze my fingertips over his face before stroking a hand through his hair. “I love you,mi guerrero. Keep me safe.”
I spin, my gift pushing me to get on with it, but pause once more.
“Arnold?”
“Y-yes?” He stumbles, shocked to be addressed.
“Keep fighting the good fight. The only reason I haven’t killed you, is because you’re making a difference. And while it will never begin to make up for what you’ve done, you’re at least doing what you can to prevent it from happening again.” I take a deep breath, my limbs jittery and unable to hold still. Without waiting for a reply, I step forward and press my hand to the cold, dirty surface of the truck.
And it takes me away.
31
Blurred hands play with the buttons on the stereo before finding a song and starting a fumbling beat on the steering wheel. A loud honk has Arnold cackling and flipping a middle finger to whoever he swerved in front of and almost hit.
The sun is down, leaving his headlights the only thing shedding light on the darkness of the night as he downs the rest of his beer and grabs another. The road is surrounded by forest that blurs and warps as he continues to drink and sing, swerving all over the road.
After another three beers from the large case by his feet, he fumbles through his jacket pockets, searching and searching until he finds what he’s looking for. Pulling the small tin from his pocket, he barely shows the road any attention as he opens it up and produces a perfectly rolled joint out and lights it. He takes a few hits before he starts singing along to some rap song on the radio, the trees continually whizzing past his sight.
The weed does its job, adding another layer of discombobulation to his vision and his movements. Time becomes meaningless as he continues to indulge himself, only turning down the music when he realizes his phone is buzzing beside him.
“Yo! Whattup?!” His raucously loud voice carries in the cab of his truck as he rights the steering wheel when he veers too far to the right.
“I know, right?! That bitch was just asking for it! Teasing and dancing all over us all fucking night only to try and play coy when it came time to pay the piper!” His voice is slurred, but still understandable. “You’ve gotta send me the fucking videos! I dropped my phone before we caught up to her. Luckily Adam found it for me.”
He opens another beer, leaving his joint dangling from his lips as he listens to whoever is on the phone. “Nah. I’m still heading home. Amber is waiting for my cock.” He laughs at his own twisted joke before continuing. “She’s going to be so pissed when I tell her that her sister’s cherry is all over it.”
“Are you fucking stupid? Of course I’m going to wait until after she’s fully seated on it. When she starts squirming and crying, that shit feels so good. Fuck, now I’m hard again.” He adjusts the front of his pants and takes another swig of his beer, finding it empty. Then he tries to hit his joint again, but it’s gone out.
“Fuck. I gotta go. I need my hands. No, not for that, dumbass. I’m saving that all for Amber.” He slams the phone in the spare cup holder before grabbing another beer and opening it. When he looks back up at the road, his sight has gotten far worse and he sits forward to try and make out the lines on the road.
There’s a dim light ahead, but he can’t make out what it is, holding the beer can against the steering wheel in front of him. Shaking his head, he tries to squint, but it only makes the blurriness worse.
Suddenly, there’s a loud bang and his entire body is thrown forward, a heavy object slamming into his forehead. He blinks past the disorientation, moving his hand to his head, only for it to come away bloody. Yet, he feels no pain. His entire body has gone numb, blackness edging into his vision.
He tries to stop his eyes from spinning as he looks around, seeing a small, desolate gas station to his left with someone moving around it.
A woman is out there, her light colored hair glowing from the yellow tinted light above her. She’s gesturing wildly, but he can’t hear if she’s speaking. Her hair hangs in her face, blocking her from view until she suddenly jerks around. Sounds reach his ears, but he can’t decipher what they are, but he sees the woman’s jaw line as she turns and runs back to her car, backing away and turning around.
He catches sight of the back of her car, one broken light and a slightly skewed license plate boldly contrasting with the dark color. His view of it is still blurry and almost impossible to see through, but the letters are able to be distinguished just barely.
The blackness continues pressing in on his vision, but he pushes past it. Past the spinning in his mind, eventually getting his seatbelt unclipped and finding the handle to his door. He opens the door, using every ounce of strength he has left, and tries to stand on the ground, but instantly loses his balance and falls to his knees.
