near me?
“I won’t have anyone here, I promise.”
“One more thing,” I growl.
“What is it? I’ll do anything you ask,” she pleads. No wonder Jack kept her around.
I yank her head back so I can talk directly into her ear. “Any bruises or marks Cereus comes home with when out with you,” I slam her face forward into the wall and relish the crunch and sight of blood from her nose busting. “You get the same. If I find out she’s lying about how she got that bruise, it won’t be good for you or her.”
She’s crying and I know it’s going to alert Cereus so I smother her mouth with my hand. “Now go get cleaned up and stop your sniffling.”
She rushes to escape me but stops in the doorway, her eyes rise from the floor to look over at me but she can’t keep contact. She knows she’s inferior to me. “Would you hurt Cereus?” she asks, confusion altering her voice. She must realise I don’t understand why she would even ask that. “You said we both would be sorry,” she clarifies.
“I just meant Cereus would feel bad when she found your rotting corpse.”
She’s gone quick as lightening. She was insane for even asking the question, I didn’t like the fact she did, and did she think her and Cereus were similar? Did she not know that she was temporary and soon my Cereus would outgrow her?
He never kept me waiting. It didn’t matter if I arrived early, Blake always beat me here.
“Eager to see me, big brother?” I ask, approaching him as he stands against his car in the motel parking lot. “You could have gone inside.” I gesture to the same room he always checks us into.
“I like to see you coming. So there are no surprises.”
“Like what?” I tease.
“Oh I have enough scars from you to never have my back to you, little brother.”
An involuntary ‘Ha!’ erupts from my chest. “Touché,” I concede, snatching the keys from his grasp and going ahead of him.
The motel room is rank as fuck. I wouldn’t let a dog live here, probably because I hate dogs and would kill it but that’s not the point. These type of places were infections waiting to happen. If a deadly virus was ever to break out and infect the world it would start here. There was a damp smell emanating from the bathroom.
“Couldn’t you splash out on something a bit more fancy?” I ask.
“This is less conspicuous,” he defends and I can’t help but laugh.
“Really? Because we don’t look like the kind of men who would stay in a dive like this, neither of us is carrying luggage apart from a brown envelope. Motels are crime magnets and all officers of the law, i.e. you, know that.”
“A hotel has cameras, this shit hole doesn’t so you want to shut up about the accommodation and get this over with?”
I walk the layout of the room, one queen size bed with shit brown colored bedding dominates the area, there’s a beaten down table with two chairs under the window where Blake plants his ass.
“This is happening a lot more than I thought it would, why do you need new identities so soon after the last ones?”
I study him for a few silent beats, the strain around his eyes apparent; he really hated being around me. “Is it because of our past or the fact Cereus chose me that makes this so hard on you?” I ask him, not expecting an answer, I just like pissing him off.
“It’s the fact that it’s been six months and you already need a whole new life, which leads me to believe you’re fleeing from something and that makes me more than a little uneasy. You turn up without Cereus again and that concerns me.” He stands and comes over to me. “Where is she?”
“Where she wants to be, waiting for me to return to her.”
“Why don’t you bring her with you? Afraid her seeing me might make her want to come home?”
Aww poor Blake, he was reaching and was way off the mark.
“I hate to disappoint you… oh wait… I love to disappoint you.” I smirk as the first hit connects with my jaw.