Arrie and the Wolf: Part 1 by Eileen Glass

Author:Eileen Glass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Glass Fiction
Published: 2015-09-15T22:41:16+00:00

It takes two hours for Rex to get up. She must have poisoned him. My mind supplies vague images of Edith going to the syringe cabinet and sticking him. But that contradicts the other memories I have, so I create a new theory that explains everything—she had a hidden syringe.

And who's job had it been to search the old hag pulling guns and syringes out of her pantyhose? Why, mine of course.

I sit cross-legged in front of the cell bars, my forehead resting against the iron. I cried, I prayed, I begged, but Rex never responded to my pleas. And I gave up.

Edith hasn't come back. Not even to close the fridge, which is still open, revealing its horrors to the world. The cooler hums and shudders, trying to keep the blood and body parts from spoiling. Thank god I can’t see it from here.

When Rex finally stirs, I have drifted into a miserable half sleep. First, he groans and rolls over. I blink, peeling from the bars indenting themselves in my forehead.

I might have imagined it, I think.

I’ve been going crazy, talking up a storm to no one in particular. But when he stirs again, I know my sanity has returned.

“Wake up!” My voice is hoarse. “Wake up!” I call louder.

And he does. Slowly. I have to call him twice more, when his eyes shut and he breathes deeply. Then he sits there in his circle, swaying, in danger of laying down and passing out.

“She drugged you. You've got to fight, Rex, you have to. She's gonna kill you. Kick it, Rex. Whatever it is, kick it.”

He murmurs. He rubs his eyes. He’s having a hard time coming to life, I can tell.

“You've got to, sweetie.” The pet name feels right, though I’ll never dare speak it when he’s sober and functioning. “She's gonna kill us. You gotta kick it.”

He shakes his head, trying to dispel the drug haze.

“Wha…wha happened?”

“Bad stuff.”

He looks up from his hands. He squints, rubs his eyes, squints harder. I can see the thought when it hits him, his look of failure and horror.

“Arrie…” His voice is such a wretched sound, it almost brings my own tears back.

“Hi,” I say hoarsely.

Rex checks his ankle. He looks around him confused.

“I'm…”

“She drugged you. She didn't come back in time, and you woke up early. Rex, listen—you've got to try and get out. And if you can’t…you’ve got to kill the bitch.”

“I…” His eyes drift shut, but he’s sitting up, so I just wait. “If I leave you…” He scrubs a hand through his hair. “I'll find a way to get you out. I'll…pick the lock or something.”

“No. Don't do that.” No more mistakes. One of us is getting out of here.

He starts the process of standing, carefully with both hands to catch him when he pitches forward too far.

“Pick the door if you can. Otherwise, hide with the cleaver. And be fast.”

Could it be done quietly, I’d tell him to use the surgical saw. I’m pitiless, craving more than efficient justice.

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