Mercy

Part 27: Window (Part 2)

I watched them. Parts of me didn't want to, I didn't want to know what was going on but at the same time I needed to know. Things were falling into place. Siobhan's angry glances and Roger's lack of interest in me. She had talked. I felt like an idiot because of course she had. I don't know how I thought this would play out. We had been too close, I was too involved. My assumption was that she had told Siobhan. What exactly was still unclear but Siobhan had told Roger. I thought about the way Siobhan and Autumn had acted at dinner all those times. I thought it was to piss me off, but maybe they actually meant something to each other. Autumn played dumb when I asked her straight out but I didn't put it past her to lie. What if they had been involved and how would that change what had happened?

Lost in thought, reality didn't set in. I was staring at the scene playing out in the window across the river. Reality smacked me like a back hand when Siobhan opened her arms and Autumn leaned into her body. It looked natural and it surprised me. She put her head on Siobhan's chest as if the was normal and comfortable. My heart sank. I could now see Siobhan's face clearly, she was as stoic as ever and she was saying something as she ran her hand up and down Aurum's back. She was comforting her. I looked at her hand. It was moving pretty high up on her back, it wasn't as if she was feeling her up but just because she wasn't right now did not mean that she never had. This could just be a friend taking care of another friend but I fucking doubted it.

I don't know if this constitutes creating but I bet this is what it would feel like. In hindsight we weren't officially together and we had never talked about it but she knew that she belonged to me. That should be me, that should be my arms around her and my chest she rested her head on. My jaw was clenched and my nails were digging into my palm. I wanted to go up there and kill them both right now. I could paint the walls with their blood and chop them up into small pieces. I couldn't. Partially because I couldn't get away with it but also because I loved her. I still wanted her, I still needed her. With time I could forgive her. She was mine after all and I took pride in caring for my things.

I stayed on the hill for what felt like hours but in reality was only about 40 minutes. I made sure to keep an out for people in my surroundings, I didn't want to draw attention. I couldn't be branded as some kind of peeping Tom. As Siobhan moved to leave I went to my car. I watched her drive off and I followed her. She didn't go to Roger's but rather her own appointment. That was good. I wouldn't say that it was a shit hole but she was poor, it would be fairer to call her working class but in my opinion, she was poor. I realized just how little I knew about the woman. Had I not been so infatuated when first meeting her, I might have done more research straight away. I liked that she was cold and she was beautiful. I would absolutely say that she would be of interest to me but now I had Autumn now. Her financial situation explains her relationship with Roger. They hadn't been together for long but I was surprised that he hadn't put her up somewhere nicer. Did she not want that? That was interesting.

Her apartment was on the first floor which was convenient but Siobhan had her blinds down and her curtains closed, Aut should take a note out of her book. Shifting my focus to Siobhan had been a good choice because my need to rip her throat out had calmed down a little. I wanted to kill her, but I wanted to do this right. I wrote down her address and her car's registration number.

I went home and did my research. There was not much information but I found her workplace and I found where she went to school. Siobhan had not lived an interesting life, beside Roger I don't know how many who would actually miss her. If I played my cards right maybe no one would. She had been no one before being with Roger and I could make her no one again.