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“Hmm, let’s see…”
I reach into my pocket and pull out a packet of jellybeans. Grinning, I grab two of them, a red one and a green one.
“Choose,” I say to Manuel.
Fear flashes in his eyes and he shifts backwards.
“Oh come on, Manuel. It’ll be fun, don’t you like fun? Choose one. It’ll decide your fate. Who knows, depending on your choice, your death could be quick. Go on,” I prompt.
He hesitates and my eyes narrow. “Fucking choose!”
Manuel shuffles forward and grabs one of the beans. The green one. My smile widens.
“I would have chosen red. That was the safer option. People see the color red and associate it with danger. My view’s a little more inverted.”
He starts to make little choked noises. It’s a little amusing. His eyes widen when I pull out the knife in my jacket pocket. It’s a beauty. Five inches, silver handle. My favorite knife.
“Now, before we get to the fun part..”
I punch him in the face and he flies backward to the floor. I walk over, grab a fistful of his shirt before hitting him again. I rever the burn in my knuckles. Blood pours from his nose and the sight is soothing.
“It make you feel like a man? Doing that to her?” I growl.
“I’m sorry!” he cries.
“Too fucking late!”
“So many mistakes. But your biggest mistake was choosing a girl in our family, Manuel. No, scratch that, your mistake was choosing any girl at all, asshole. What’s your body count huh? Three? Four”
He screams when I take another step towards him. And through it all, the begging for mercy, the blood pooling on the ground, I don’t stop. Not until he’s dead.
Once I finish, I stand up. Michael’s standing behind me when I turn around, his face shrouded in darkness.
“Roman said to make it a clean, fast job,” is the first thing he says.
“Roman should have sent anyone else if he really expected that,” I mutter. “Call someone to clean this up.”
He doesn’t say anything else as we head towards the car.
“You know you get this darkness in your eyes when you kill someone? It’s scary.”
I chuckle, it feels hollow. “You’re not going soft on me, are you, Mikey?”
“I’m just tried of worrying about you if I’m being honest.”
“Then stop worrying.”
He rolls his eyes but doesn’t say a word. I follow him into his car and he starts it, driving us home. It’s mostly silent until he breaks it.
“Kiara and I are together,” Michael announces.
“Seriously?” I ask surprised.
I’m also glad for the distraction. Keeps me from thinking about the screams. I can revel in them in the moment, but after it feels like the sound is clanging against my skull, ringing endlessly.
I shake my head and decide to concentrate on Michael’s news. He and Kiara have a sort of weird relationship. She’s kind of his anchor, grounding him. Kiara’s the one that makes sure he doesn’t completely shut out the rest of the world. Michael’s quiet, content to being alone but Kie never lets him do that. I think they dated briefly when we were teenagers. Then they broke up and remained friends. They were together like a year or two again as well. Honestly, I’m not completely sure about their relationship timeline, what I do know is that they’ve been on and off for a while. And we’ve all being waiting for them to finally get together. The two of them together just work. And Michael’s most tolerable when he’s with her anyway.
“Yeah, we started dating again recently.”
