Quite Contrary by Richard Roberts

Author:Richard Roberts [Roberts, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Horror, Dark Fantasy, Mythology & Folk Tales, Fairy Tales, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy
ISBN: 9781620072110
Google: wua5mAEACAAJ
Amazon: B00C3ZTRAE
Publisher: Curiosity Quills Press
Published: 2013-03-14T23:00:00+00:00

I wasn’t going to let the little brat’s whining get to me either, but I needed a drink. Her voice was so shrill, so obnoxious. How was I supposed to deal with this first thing after I got up? All she ever did was whine. I wanted to smack her, but then she’d start crying on top of everything else. Instead, I pushed the empty bottles aside. We still had some gin. It tasted like nail polish, but it would take the edge off. The brat’s voice spiked, and I badly needed to take the edge off.

Forget finding a glass. I took a swallow out of the bottle, and then a second, and then a third. Whatever it tasted like, the heat of it relaxed me. I could at least look at the little bitch I’d been saddled with. All she ever did was complain. What the hell was the slut doing standing around in her underwear, anyway? Whine, whine, whine. Snot was actually running from her nose. Whatever. Just because she was never happy didn’t mean I had to let her ruin my evening.

God fucking damn, could the little bitch whine. While I drank down the last of the gin to try and shut her out, I walked over to Elizabeth and Scarecrow, grabbed their wrists, and dragged them backwards out of the temple. Then, I sat down on the floor and buried my face in my knees and put my arms over my head and tried to stop crying.

Scarecrow sat up and groaned, “I don’t think I want to do that again.” It was the first thing she’d said that wasn’t cheerful.

Rat crouched on Elizabeth’s shoulder. He pushed on it a couple of times, then bent down to take her face in his hands. He couldn’t move her, but he begged, “Elizabeth? Please, Mistress, please wake up.”

She needed him more than I did. I just had to sit here for a minute and not be that person. I’d be okay. Elizabeth who gave a jerk and asked, “Am I awake? Not again. I can’t do this again.” She shoved Rat off her, then cupped her hands over her eyes and curled up again, whimpering, “I can’t take it. Please let me wake up for real.”

“You are awake for real. You are,” Rat promised as he climbed back up onto her shoulder. Could rats cry? His eyes looked wet, and his squeaky voice sounded rough with pain. He couldn’t stand seeing her like this. Oh, well. He was never mine to lose. Why regret what could not be?

I hated being Eponine so bad. It came with responsibilities. I didn’t quite trust my legs, so I crawled forward and said in the clearest voice I could manage, “You’re awake. That’s really Rat-In-Boots. You can feel him, can’t you? You don’t have to fight. You’re already awake. It’s over.”

She unclenched and took a deep, slow breath, then another. Her eyes peeked open, and she pushed herself up on one wobbly arm.

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