Ryan sat out in his car for so long that his legs began to cramp up. Realizing that he couldn't avoid this forever, he finally got out of the car and went inside. Andrew was still passed out on the sofa. He wondered if he should try to wake him up. Or wait for him to come around on his own. He paced back and forth across the room. Still not sure what he should say to him. A simple, I killed your girlfriend, didn't seem like the right way to go. But what other way could it be said. Ah, sorry..but I accidently set Tracy on fire wouldn't fly either. No..it would be a flat out lie and Andrew would know it. Lost in his own thoughts he didnt realize Andrew was awake until he saw movement in the corner of his eye. Andrew sat up slowly, holding his head. Ryan just stood there, eyes wide. All thoughts ceased and his mind was a blank. A canvas only to be painted spontaneously.
"What happened?", Andrew asked groggily.
"Alot actually", Ryan said as he walked over and sat beside him. Unsure if he should be sitting so close to him.
"What did you do?"
Andrew could always read him like a book. He always knew when he was in trouble, or when he had did something he regretted. There was no surpise that he would be able to sense that something was horribly wrong.
"I drugged you."
"I had to. I knew that you wouldn't let me..".
"Let you do what?!" Andrew screamed.
Ryan got up from where he was sitting and walked across the room. He had the feeling that Andrew was about to flip and he didnt want to be in the way when he did.
"If you would give me a minute to explain", Ryan said as he started to pace back and forth again.
"You better start talking, and fast. So help me, if you laid one hand on Tracy...".
"I didn't touch her".
"What is that suppose to mean? What did you do you idiot? I know you did something...and you better spill it..Now!"
Andrew was on his feet now and walking toward Ryan slowly. Ryan backed up until he hit a wall. His eyes wide with fright. Andrew grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him up and asked him in the most calm and scariest voice he'd ever heard,
"What did you do to her?"
"I...I...a fire...she...burned...I...Im so..sorry", Ryan stuttered.
Andrew slammed Ryan into the wall, grabbed him by his neck and began to squeeze.
"I should kill you for this.", Andrew said thru clenched teeth.
"Please...dont! Im sorry! I had to, you should have seen her..she was eating someone."
Andrew had released him now. His back turned to his cousin.
"Is she dead?"
"I...I think so."
Andrew turned to face him again. The pain, hurt and anger in his eyes tore Ryan from the inside out. He didn't say a word. But his eyes said it all. He hated him, like he knew he would. And he couldn't blame him. He watched Andrew walk out the door. Wanting to ask him where he was going but too afraid to speak. So he watched him leave. Part of him hoping he'd come back, another part hoping that he wouldn't. Because now..he was afraid for his own life.