The Recovering Pessimist

Helping pessimists see the bright side of life without losing their "half empty" roots.

#XD30-Chapter 28-Bloody Hell Part 2

Jun
28

“Move your goddamn legs!!” Susan pleads, delivering a swift kick to my left leg.

“Oww!” I hiss, giving her a nasty side eye.

“You felt that?” Susan asks as a broad smile forms across her face.

“Yes!”

I nervously scan the room.

“Can you see her?” Susan asks.

“No, but I can hear her down the hall near the den talking to someone.”

“We should leave,” Susan whispers.

I shake my head in disagreement.

“I need to make sure she can’t chase us down,” I said, reaching under the sofa frame.

“Dad duct taped some razor blades and a knife against the sofa frame. You know, just in case.”

Shocked, Susan blinks.

Freeing the knife from the tape, I cut the zip ties off her wrists. Before she could bring her hands around to the front, I stop her.

“Keep your hands behind your back. I’m going to take care of some business.”

With three razor blades between the fingers of my left hand, I form a fist. Slowly standing up, I walk down the hall, using furniture and the wall to maintain my balance. I open the closet door and slip in. If I time it correctly, when she rounds the corner, I’ll swing the door open and punch her in the face. I can hear her entire conversation in the closet.

Yes. I’m telling you I have everything under control. How far away are you? An hour?! sighsI can wait until then. They’re okay. Well, Susan has a broken jaw. I used brass knuckles. I could have used bare hands but I wanted her to hurt. I’ve got to go. See you when you get here.

I hear her heavy-footed ass walking back up the hallway, towards the living room. I lean against the door, ready. As soon as I see her approach, I swing the door wide, hitting her in the face. Blood rushes from her nose as she falls backwards. With my razor-bladed hand, I punch her in the jaw.

“How’s that broken nose and jaw combo working out for you?”

Not giving her a chance to respond, I stand Susan up, and we run towards the door. As I reach the doorknob, Susan stops.

“Wait!” she screams.

“There’s no time to wait!”

Susan runs back to the sofa, grabs the knife and takes off down the hall. Following her, I see her crouch down beside Yelena, stabbing her in the legs. Through clenched teeth, Yelena screams in pain.

“Stop it Susan! We need to go!!”

Stabbing Yelena one last time in the thigh, she leaves the knife in. I grab her arm and rush out the door. As we get on the elevator, Susan doubles over, holding her stomach.

“What’s wrong?”

Sweat beads form on Susan’s head.

“Something is wrong with the baby!”

Panicking, I look down. A trail of blood is slowly running down her leg.

#XD30-Chapter 27-Bloody Hell Part 1

Jun
27

My right eye slowly opens, but the left eye is still shut. How did I end up on the floor? The room is dark. My head is banging and there’s something metallic-tasting in my mouth. I spit. It’s blood. Less than five feet away is Ashley. She’s not moving. I try to reach for her, but my arms are bound behind me. What the hell is going on?

“I see someone is awake. How’s that broken jaw working out for you?”

Chills dance on my spine as I crawl across the floor. I manage to sit upright against the sofa. Turning my head towards the window, I see Yelena.

“How…how did you get in here?” I ask, moaning in pain.

Yelena squats down next to me. There’s less than 5 inches between our faces. If only my hands were free.

“Since you asked so nicely, I’ll start from the beginning. I walked into the lobby and told the very helpful concierge that I was surprising the two of you. He not only escorted me up, but he was kind enough to let me in.  You had your back turned to me, which made the surprise even better. You never saw it coming,” she explains as she relentlessly pokes my severely swollen jaw.

A piece of my jawbone is pressing against my cheek.

“I fucking hate you,” I mutter.

“The feeling is mutual,” she responds, standing up.

I feel a series of flutters in my stomach. The baby is moving.

“Suuuusaaannn!”

I turn my head towards the door. Ashley is slowly crawly towards me. I scoot to meet her halfway, but after about five scoots, Yelena pushes her brass-knuckled fist into my jaw. I can feel a tooth bouncing around in my mouth as I scream in pain. Yelena laughs.

“I bet you regret sound proofing this condo. Nobody can hear you two.”

Yelena walks over to Ashley, grabs her arms and drags her across the room. She props her up against the sofa . I grab her hand and squeeze it.

“I can’t feel my legs,” she whispers.

#XD30-Chapter 26-Fade to Black

Jun
26

Why is it taking my mother so long to respond to this text?! It would be my luck that in my moment of crisis, my mother is off fixing someone else’s fuck up. A chilly gust of wind dances around me. I pull the jacket’s hood over my head as my phone vibrates. Finally, my mother responds.

I told Susan about the tumor.

Oh. My. Damn. Heat rises from the pit of my stomach. After taking some very deep breaths, I call my mother. The phone barely rings once before she picks up.

“Now before you start screaming…”

I’m so livid I throw manners to the wind.

“WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU TELL HER?!?!?! YOU PROMISED ME!!!”

Silence. I’m pretty sure Mom is carefully crafting her next sentence.

“Susan called me to express concern over your recent change in behavior. She’s worried about you, but you’re too busy forcing me to keep promises to give a shit!”

I hate when she’s right.

“I’m sorry Mom. I’ll talk to you later. I need to check on Susan.”

“Okay sweetie. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

I place my phone in my pocket and go back into the building. It feels like it’s taking forever for the elevator to come down. Good grief. On the way to the 22nd floor, I check my work email. All good feedback about the video game. With a smile on my face, I get off the elevator, walk down the hall, and insert the key into the lock.

Pushing the door open, I see Susan down on the ground. She isn’t moving and a small pool of blood is next to her. As I rush to her aid, I feel a sharp blow to my head and I fall down. I reach for Susan’s hand before everything fades to black.

 

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