Page 35 of Guilty For You


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Bang. Bang. Bang.

“Rawlings County Sherriff’s Department. Open up please.” A loud voice boomed from the front porch outside of my window.

“What the fuck.” I whispered and leaped from bed to look out my bedroom window.

Sure enough, two police cruisers were parked along the curb.

I grabbed a pair of jeans off the top of my basket and slid a hoodie over the sleep tank I wore and pushed Maddie behind me. “Stay up here.”

“No way.” She whispered, “Do you think Blaine got arrested?”

“I hope not.” I grumbled, “I’m out of bail money this week.”

I made my way downstairs, still on edge and turned on the porch light, illuminating two police officers on the porch and opened the front door. Maddie tucked in behind me as the men looked down at us. “Good evening miss, I’m looking for Delilah Beckett.”

“I’m Delilah.” I said softly, “What can I do for you?”

The first officer, a younger man looked at me with a bit of a puzzled look on his face and then looked behind him to his partner, an older man. The older officer nodded with a bit of a shrug and the younger officer faced me again.

“I’m sorry miss,” He said, removing his hat, “But I’m afraid I’m here to inform you that your brother Blaine Beckett was killed this evening.”

“What-?” I asked and grabbed for the door frame to support me as my knees became weak. Maddie’s nails dug their way down my arm as she stumbled backward from the news. “What did you say?” I asked again louder; sure, I misunderstood him.

“I’m sorry miss,” The officer said again, “Your brother was found outside of the Corner Stop gas station a few hours ago. He was stabbed to death.”

“No.” I hissed and fell to my knees. The jolt of the wood floor made my teeth clash together. I felt like I was going to pass out.

The officer said more but I heard nothing past the blood roaring in my ears. Maddie’s screams turned blood curdling as she clung to me, but I couldn’t offer her comfort.

Every mean and unjust thing I’d said to Blaine before I left resurfaced and my stomach revolted. I shucked Maddie off me, ran onto the porch and fell to my knees on the edge, throwing up in the bushes with violent heaves.

The officers circled in slow motion, everything moved in a weird slow motion around me. They asked if they could call anyone for us, a parent or a relative maybe, but I just shook my head.

We had no one that lived close, my mom’s sister lived in Kansas and she hadn’t been to California since my mom’s funeral.

It was just me and Maddie now.

We were all alone.

I finally got myself up off my knees and grabbed my phone off the table where I laid it when we came downstairs and blindly dialed my number one emergency contact.

Blaine.

They made a mistake. He isn’t dead.

It was a mistake.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

“Hey, it’s Blaine, leave a message.”

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