28 Chapter 28: Blood On Your Hands (2/2)
I stand up and turn on the light so he can see how pissed I am.
”It's honestly kinda selfish that you think you're the only person who's going though shit.”
”I-I didn't think of it like that.”
”Yeah, I know!”
My anger turns into sadness, and then relief.
”Damnit Ricky, you're such an asshole.”
Hot tears spill from my eyes.
”I'm sorry Kaz,”
He walks over to me and takes both my hands in his,
”I have been selfish and inconsiderate.”
I sniffle,
”I hate seeing you like this, Ricky. It breaks my heart to see you on so much pain.”
”It's not that i'm in pain babe, it's that I murdered the woman who made me who I am today; don't get me wrong, she definitely deserved it, but...”
He drops my hands and looks away,
”She took me from my home, made me work as a drug mule for her uncle, but worse of all, she loved me.”
He sits down on the floor,
”Then she cheated. I told her uncle what happened and he pitied me. He told me that she was untamable and that it was my own fault.”
His eyes look glassy as he reminisces,
”Since then i've been his right hand.”
I join him down on the floor,
”Por favor no llores bebé, déjame ayudarte.”
(Please don't cry baby let me help you)
I hold him close on pull him off the floor.
He hides his face in my chest. His breathing is shaky and he's still crying.
I stoke his hair and hold him closely to my heart.
”¿Oyes eso?”
(Do you hear that?)
He sniffles and looks at me with a wet face,
”Qué?”
I tap my chest,
”Mi corazón solo late por ti.”
(My heart only beats for you.)
I wipe his face softly and sit him on the bed, then I sit on his lap facing him.
”Cada lágrima que deja esos hermosos ojos la rompe.”
(Every tear that leaves those beautiful eyes breaks it)
He pulls me close,
”Well we wouldn't want that, now would we?”
I throw my arms around him and kiss on his neck,
”No, pero creo que sé cómo hacerte sentir mucho mejor.”
(No, but I think I know how to make you feel so much better)
My tone is low and seductive.
”Kaz,”
He pulls up my shirt and runs his cold hands down my back, sending chills though my body.
”You know what I wanna do to you when you talk like that?”
I breathe a little harder,
”N-no. Tell me.”
He picks me up and lays me on the bed with his strong hand resting on my back.
”I can show you better that I can tell you babe.”
'Why can't I get enough of this man?!'