The Game of A Life Time

Chapter 44- Lurk

CARTER POV

I remember hearing my mother cry one night. She was in the living room looking out of the window. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun and her clothes were too baggy, they were my dad's clothes.

"Honesty is important, Carter."

Her words always made me feel uneasy, there was something that she was hiding. The secret being my father's affair and his abusing her was only the surface of the secrets she had.

"Bad people get what they deserve, don't be bad to anyone," she scolded me one time when I pushed a boy at school.

I didn't start smoking or drinking until after she died, my dad wasn't around as much after that. He was busy with the company and tried to be away as much as possible.

Now, the picture is more clear. He wasn't my dad, it was the entity.

To destroy something is to break it. This thing we have been dealing with for so many years is killing us before we kill it. There are too many variables in this equation and no one wants to figure it out.

I want to kill it, the four of us do. Belle, Kylie, Sarah, and I want to kill this fucker for good.

Our plan was to move quickly and to deliberately get away from here as fast as possible. Since Sarah knew that part of the plan, things didn't go our way.

My attention is brought back to the present when my cigarette is taken out of my grasp. Belle throws it on the ground, her hands lifting to her sides and draping her hips.

I reach for my pack that holds another one, smoking at least half a pack a day since we got to California a few months ago. I need to get high, the burning in my chest agrees with that thought.

The cash is in the bag in the trunk of the car along with the box containing the entity. We want to get it in the museum, but we don't know how.

Kylie suggested that we have some distraction set up, but someone needs to be outside in the car waiting just in case this goes south. Obviously, Sarah needs to be in the cave and I need to be there as well to carry out the translations.

"Have you spoken to her, yet?"

I take a huge inhale, "no."

She lied to me, they all did. Belle is the only one that came clean about it, she felt like she was forced to.

Assholes.

"Do you blame her for the miscarriage?"

I don't blame her for it. She couldn't have known until it was too late to know, I just wished she would have told me about it sooner.

To be faithful to someone is to be loyal and respectful of everything about them. I trusted her to tell me things about her abilities no matter the impact it has on us. The feeling I felt last night and the night before are out of anger for the entity, not Sarah.

Raw emotions are what makes us human and her being one-sided on this does not make me happy. Going through a miscarriage is traumatic, Sarah went through it alone without even knowing in the beginning.

We are a couple, in love, we are together and have been for two and a half years. Sure, we never talked about it, but this was the child we made together.

Ignorance is golden in these cases. There is only so much a person can understand when it comes down to life. Some people can be ignorant of what they are privileged for and some can be ignorant of the things they do not want to understand.