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My eyes remain locked on my father as I stumble toward him.
There’s no reasoning.No right and wrong.
No will to live.
There’s only hatred and rage.
I lift my arms, and wrapping my hands around his throat, I try to squeeze the life from him. Too weak, I slump down to my knees.
My breaths come too fast. My heart’s thundering.
Misha grabs hold of me as my father takes a step backward. He crouches in front of me, and his eyes are emotionless as he orders, “Get your shit together, boy.”
“You fucking killed her,” I groan. “Because of you, Vincent and Everleigh are dead.”
Saying the words has the memory of Everleigh slumping down in the field flashing through my mind.
“What took you so long?” I shout. “Why the fuck did you shoot her?”
I start to struggle against Misha’s hold, a broken cry tearing from my chest. I become like a rabid dog.
“The girl was a liability,” my father mutters.
I can’t think straight. I can’t calm down.
I can’t do anything but fight against Misha. I manage to get loose, and darting forward, I tackle my father off his feet.
I manage to get a punch in, slamming my fist into his cheek before Misha once again grabs hold of me.
As I’m dragged away, madness spills over my lips, “You fucking killed her. She was my soul! She was my everything. You fucking killed her. You fucking killed her! YOU FUCKING KILLED HER.”
Misha wraps his arms around me, and I can’t hear a word he says.
Imprisoned inside my head, I’m alone in the darkness.
This time I don’t have Everleigh to keep me from losing my mind.
He killed her.
The other half of my soul.
He might as well have killed me.
I feel Mama’s hands on my shoulders. I see her tears.
A woman in white gives me an injection, and feeling dizzy, I keep my eyes locked with my father’s.
“I’m…going to…kill you,” I slur before my body loses the fight, and I slump against Misha.
When I wake up again, the memories are waiting for me.
There’s no blissful moment where it takes me a while before I remember what happened.
The blow from my debilitating reality is instant. It sows destruction through my mind, wiping out the man I used to be.
My breaths become desperate puffs, and unbearable agony rips through my chest.
Misha comes closer, and he leans over me. Worry is etched deep into his face.
