Daddy's Boy by Verstraete Majanka

Author:Verstraete,Majanka [Verstraete, Majanka]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Booktrope
Published: 2015-06-19T04:00:00+00:00

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To his credit, Bobby only stared at Melanie’s corpse for about ten minutes before he said something. He’d arrived, rung the bell like a mad man, about twenty times before I could open up. Then he’d rushed past me, like he’d expected the freaking cops to be in my house, and then he’d stopped dead in his tracks when his gaze fell on Melanie.

In those ten minutes, I wanted him to say he’d call the cops on me, that I was a no-good son of a bitch who deserved life in prison. But he seemed to process everything slowly, as if he couldn’t quite grasp the situation, or he needed to calm himself before he said anything.

Eventually, he tore his gaze away from Melanie’s corpse, and looked at me. “Why’d ya do it?”

I shrugged. I didn’t want to tell him about the baby, yet I didn’t want to come up with some half-assed story about how she cheated on me or something. It would make it more justifiable to Bobby, sure, but on the other hand, I didn’t want to tarnish Melanie’s memory, even though that sounded perverted. I mean, I’d killed her, how much more damage could I do?

“Okay.” He ran a hand across his face, and took a deep breath. “All right, what’s done is done. She’s dead. What do you want me to do?”

“We need to get rid of her.”

He nodded. “How do you plan on doing that?”

I explained to him the plan about wrapping her up in a carpet, dumping her in the trunk of my car, driving to the woods, and then burying her there. While he stared at me, something in his eyes shifted. I couldn’t place it. Was it fear? Contempt? He had every right to despise me, but why would he fear me? Wasn’t like I was going to kill him too.

“All right,” he said when I finished explaining. “I’ll help you. Your plan sounds good.” He still seemed nervous: all the color had drained from his face and pearls of sweat clung to his forehead. Maybe it was the idea of having to transport a corpse that made him nervous. If that was it, well, it made me nervous too.

We wrapped Melanie in a blanket and carried her down the stairs. For such a plump girl, she was surprisingly light. We bumped into the walls a few times along the way, but none of the neighbors came out to complain. We lived in a nasty neighborhood, so people minded their own business most of the time, but if some old hag poked her nose out and whined about the noise, it could mean the end of us.

Downstairs, we grabbed a spade from the garage and dumped Melanie in the trunk. Then we drove in silence to the woods. Bobby usually babbled, especially when he’d drank a little too much, but today he was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

“He’s afraid,” Dad said from the backseat. “I don’t think he helped out of loyalty, like good friends do, but because he’s scared he’ll be next.

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