What We Reckon by Eryk Pruitt

Author:Eryk Pruitt [Pruitt, Eryk]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Polis Books
Published: 2017-06-17T04:00:00+00:00

Their screams intermingled across the night.

The one on top of him—the brunette—had no clue of his distress and, bless her heart, she kept at him, oblivious that rather than pump and grind, he had begun to buck and kick. The blonde beneath him had a front row seat and suffered no such illusions. She scurried out from under him and took cover behind the bedside table which they had already knocked onto its side.

“What the hell is your problem, man?” she wanted to know.

“I can’t feel my heart,” Jack shouted. He’d let go of the brunette’s sweat-slicked hips to grab hold of his own chest, which he kneaded like balls of dough. “This is not like last time. This time, I’m afraid it is for real.”

Finally, the brunette ceased with her fucking. She remained astride him, her head cocked to the side.

“Are you playing with us?”

“I assure you,” Jack panted, “this is far from funny. Don’t worry…this happens all the time. But never like this.” He kept one hand fast at his heart, while the other pounded against the mattress. “I can’t feel my legs. Jesus Christ, I can’t feel my legs.”

The brunette looked to the blonde, but the blonde had been thrown for as much a loss. Neither moved from their vantage.

“Am I too much for you, baby?” asked the brunette. She spoke in much the same pitch as when they met: her, slinging dollar bourbons at the sports bar on the far side of town, and Jack with a pocketful of blow. She lowered her lips to an inch from his. “Do you need me to take it a bit slower?”

“This happens all the time,” he said. His throat shriveled to jerky. His right hand shook like palsy. “You have to believe me, I’m going to be fine.”

He said it as much to them as to himself, yet he convinced no one in the room. His mind raced. Was it the little blue pill he’d swallowed? He’d only taken it because all the liquor and the little bit of coke might have… He’d insisted upon guarantees. To get both those women had been no easy feat, and he’d hate to have wasted the opportunity. It could have been a combination of the three, combined with the rigorous athleticism of the two women who were either younger than he, or even older. He had no earthly idea.

He took comfort that his left arm did not ache. For the left arm to ache meant he could be menaced by a heart attack. But this was not a heart attack, this was that thing…this was another of his fits. This was all in his head.

The brunette dismounted, then quickly quit the bed. She braced herself against the wall, as if she might be all that kept it from crumbling to the ground. She bit her lower lip and looked frantically from left to right.

“Should we call 9-1-1?” she asked the cowering blonde. “Should we call an ambulance?”

“I…I don’t know…”

“No doctors,” Jack squealed.

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