Part 12-Thoughts

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I couldn't sleep or eat. I couldn't start a conversation with Eric. We just stared at each other quietly. Maybe. Just maybe in other demension Eric and me could work out.. Unfortunatelly, not in this wold. I deeply care for his well-being but I don't think I love him, not in the way he wants to be loved..
'Hey' I said 'No harsh feelings, right?'
'No harsh feelings' he repeats but his eyes are toneless as he continues scrolling down his laptop without looking at me.
'What's up there? You watching a porn or something' I perfectly know he is not, he does that in private... However, I really wanted to break this awkward silence. He tried so hard to crack a smile but without succeess..
It is so painful to watch him in this state since I am the reason he looks like a broken glass bottle. God, sometimes I feel like Eric would be so much better, if I hadn't entered his life... Maybe he could be a millionare right now, not a fucking accessory to multiple planned murders. I nevee thought what could happen, if we ever get caught. I mean, I am for sure getting a death penalty but Eric? His crime is having shitty taste in women and hacking porn sites. Seriously he is harmless than a freaking butterfly. Why don't I just fucking kill my self and make matters better for Eric? He is my only family and I am ready to do everything in order for him to be happy...

'Danny, new client' I hear Eric say.
'Cool. What's the job?'
'That's the thing... He doesn't say' my partner murmurs.
'Than give him the finger and carry on' I answer.
'He is paying real good... but he wants to meet ya face to face' Eric looks at me 'It's your call, Danny'
'Time and date'

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