Khan by Kathi S. Barton

Author:Kathi S. Barton [Barton, Kathi S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Amazon: B00D50MLWW
Goodreads: 17332260
Publisher: World Castle Publishing
Published: 2013-05-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Tony watched the news again and again. Each time, he was not mentioned. He held his cell phone in his hand in the event that the ringer was broken, waiting for someone to call him and let him know what was going on.

His parents were dead.

He wanted to go back home, to see for himself that they were really dead, but something held him back. Flashes of fireplaces and cheese kept him away. He had looked at the bloodied shirt and wondered if someone had tried to kill him as well and he’d gotten away. Then the story of the hotel manager came on.

He didn’t know why that place gave him head pains. The front of it was marked off in yellow police tape as well. But, again, something kept him from there. It was the place where he’d talked to Monica, but there was something else. Something that he didn’t want to remember.

When a commercial came on, he moved to the bed and curled in his ball. He stuck his thumb in his mouth and lay there, curling his fingers in his hair. It didn’t calm him as much as it had before. Something…Monica was keeping him from resting.

She hadn’t helped him like he’d thought she would. She’d been like the others. They only wanted to take and take until there was nothing left for him. And Tony had decided it was time to take himself back. Rolling to his back, he continued to suck his thumb. She would have to be dealt with.

Like the others, she needed to be punished. Not to be gone, but like the others, she needed to learn that he wasn’t to be played with. He needed her and she’d failed him. Tony looked at the television again when another news story came on. This one was about an accident, but it didn’t hold his attention or upset him like the other stories had. This one he could watch.

“Where are you?” He looked around the room, wanting someone to answer him. “I’ve been good. I want you all to just leave me alone.”

He lay back down and stuck his thumb in his mouth. They never would and he knew it. Tony started on his calm words and only got to three before he got up and went to the television. Screaming at it hadn’t helped earlier, and turning it off hadn’t as well. Someone had come in and turned it right back on again. Tony couldn’t win.

Reaching under the mattress, he pulled out the gun. He’d found it in his mother’s house, and he…he couldn’t remember when he’d found it, but now it was his. All of her stuff and his father’s was now his. Rubbing the barrel over his cheek, he thought that it was something he could do forever. The smooth, cool metal over his cheek made him happy. Happy in ways that he’d not been since… He shut out the thought of happiness and thought of the gun and the way it made him feel.

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