Witchyman by K.B. Hill

Author:K.B. Hill
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dunham Books
Published: 2015-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

Bat swings from overhead

Side step—

Inside hand contacts top hand of attacker from

above

Outside hand grabs bat butt from underneath

Butt hand pushes up

Other pushes down

Bat swings into attacker’s groin

Spin outside now with bat

And smash attacker’s knee

Opponent goes down.

CHAPTER 17

I am unraveling

Becoming unhinged

The darkness from my past

When I crawled and I cringed

Under his thumb

Under his spell

I’m flailing to escape

But I cannot tell

Where he will be

Where he will hide

He rolls into my life

Like a bloodied tide

Leaving Death in his wake

He takes what he wants

My lovely, lovely friend

Was killed for her taunts…

I didn’t want to talk anymore. It wasn’t working. It wasn’t helping. It sure as hell wasn’t going to bring Gustavo back. I couldn’t manage to get myself out of bed. I felt as if I had become a part of my mattress. I sunk into it. It grabbed a hold of my heart and just squeezed it tightly. I couldn’t breathe or think. Brushing my teeth and washing my hair were too much work, as was changing out of whatever clothes I was wearing. I was being suffocated by my inability to move at all. I knew I was in trouble, but I didn’t care.

Tony checked on me frequently. He brought me food, then collected it, untouched, some time later. Losing Gustavo made me feel that it might be time for me to find a new city again—to move on. South America, maybe—or Europe. I would not let anyone know where I was. I would not make any new friends. I needed to be alone—forever.

My head was heavy. I was painfully aware of the weight of my depression. It hurt—everywhere—mostly inside. I rolled, with some difficulty, onto my side, so I could see out the window. It was a beautiful day. I choked back tears. The pain in my chest was unbearable. Would this ever go away? I was always a firm believer in not wishing time away, but in this case, I wanted it to pass. I managed to get upright into a sitting position. The tears came. I stood up. This wasn’t going to do me any good. I took a breath as deeply as I dared, and stepped forward, sliding open the door to my backyard.

The sweet smell of white flowers filled me up. I walked forward. One step at a time. I wondered where Tony and Lancelot had gone. It didn’t matter—as long as they got away from me and my darkness. I walked to the edge of the yard, and back to the sliding door—but I did not allow myself to go back into my bedroom. I walked the perimeter of my yard, touching the flowers as I passed by them. The air was cool and clean. The grass was wet. I kept on walking …

The flowers were soft like velvet. The grass was spongy from a few days of rain, though I hadn’t noticed it. Time had passed, and I had just let it go! I didn’t reach out for it and pull it back to me.

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