Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Part 49

Ryan struggled to stretch Andrews slumped frame out on the sofa. He had hated to drug him like that, but he didnt know what else to do. He knew Andrew would never let him get close enough to do any damage to Tracy. When Andrew had said he'd die before letting him harm her, he believed him. He knew his cousin would fight him tooth and nail to keep him away from her. So he had to get him out of the way. It was his only shot at fixing this mess. He felt partly responsible being that he was the one to give her that first taste of blood she was now craving for. He had known it was wrong when he did it, but he had no idea..not the slightest that things would go this far..if he had..he paused as he heard a car outside, but relaxed when it passed on by. Now he was paranoid. He couldn't live like this. Constantly on edge, always looking over his shoulder. He was doing this as much for himself as for Ryan. Maybe more so for himself. Yeah it seemed selfish. But he needed to be able to live with himself. He needed to be able to sleep at night. He hadn't gotten a decent nights rest since he'd stolen that blood from the blood bank. But would killing Tracy silence his guilty conscience? Or would it make it worse, by adding murder to his list of offences. No..no, he was doing the right thing. He knew it. By setting things right. Back to the way things should have been. He'd not only be saving Andrew but countless other people who are in danger of being harmed by Tracy if left to continue as she is now. His mind was made up. He was doing this. He didn't want to, but he had to. He didn't know how he would find the strength to do it, but he would. He didn't doubt that. He knew that his and Andrews lives depended on it. The one thing that made him hesitate..was the fact that once he did this. He'd loose Andrew for good. He knew that. There was no going back after that. He stood over Andrew for what seemed like forever in his mind. Remembering all the things they had went thru together. The good, the bad, the ugly and the down right embarrasing. He laughed to himself as he thought of all the good times. All the memories. He'd always keep them close to him. In his heart and on his mind. He'd never forget, the strong bond they had. The one he was about to sever, the moment he murders Andrews one true love.

5 comments:

Valerie Wangnet said...

Bravo! Finally found a fellow "twisted" short story writer. Nice little piece, looking forward to reading your previous posts. I hope you enjoy mine too

Val.

Tabby said...

I cant wait to see what he does, I am clicking on the next installment!!!

Missy said...

He should have never been dragged into it to begin with.. I can't believe he's planning on killing her tho...

SharoninWonderland said...

Well...

ADM DESIGN'S said...

Looking forward to finding out what he does..heading to next chapter now