Love and Other Wounds by Jordan Harper

Author:Jordan Harper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

LOVE AND OTHER WOUNDS

I love you.

I watch you bleed. I pull back your sweatshirt. I rip the bloody cloth with adrenaline Hulk-hands. I watch blood bubble from the bullet hole, frothy and too fast. The bullet caught you high and hard where the shoulder meets the neck. The bullet burst out the other side of you and smacked into the liquor store’s wall. And now you are bleeding too fast to live. Too fast for us to fix here on this dirty kitchen floor. You need a hospital. I tell you we will get you there.

Rift says no hospital.

We came back to his place after the job went bad. In the yard out back, Rift’s dog barks, the kind of sound that calls up caveman fears from the base of your brain. The dog growls. It whips drool chains around like a biker looking to beat ass. Part pit bull, part cane corso. All killer. So is Rift. He paces. He rubs on an india ink neck tattoo. He counts bloodstained money. He says no hospital. He says with a bullet wound, doctors got to call the cops in. He says after the doctors sew you up, the cops will make you for the liquor store job in two seconds. He says you’ll give up me and my faggot ass in two more. He says once the cops get to me, me and my faggot ass will flip on Rift faster than a Chinese gymnast. He says after that one clerk went for his piece and plugged you, Rift had to do them both. He painted the cigarette shelf and the boner-pill display with a fresh coat of brains and hair. He says the two cooling bodies turn the job into a capital case for all three of us. He says it’s a death jolt for sure if we take you to the hospital with a gunshot wound. He says if you’re bleeding out, you die to save me and him. Too bad so sad.

I love you.

You can’t talk. You are past talking now. Your eyes, beautiful and fear-wide, beg me. I tell Rift you won’t say anything to the cops. I tell him I know how strong you are. I tell him that you have to go to the hospital. I tell him that I’m taking you and he can kill me if he wants to stop me. I stand up. Rift picks his pistol up from next to the pile of bloody money.

Rift says he’s done fucking around.

One bullet in the head of each the Koreans behind the counter means the Ruger still has four shots. Plenty enough for me and you. He points it at me. He says he’s chopping up one corpse or two tonight, my choice. He says he’ll use our meat to teach the dog to hunger for long pig. Says if I want to be with you so bad, we can mix together in his dog’s ass. Behind him the dog scratches the glass door and shows me his teeth, the back of his throat.

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