Once I was finally home, I paced my room back and forth until my feet hurt. There were a lot of questions I needed answered, more than when I'd started. Thomas hadn't gotten back to me yet, even though it had been three days since I'd told him I'd been too late. Several times, I wanted to ask Lafayette's parents about what the deal was with Thomas, anyway.
And the last night, I had finally figured out what happened to my arm. Jayce told me. He'd drugged me several times, but I cut him off before he could tell me why he did it. And then I'd kicked him out and changed the locks.
And then Alexander of all people called me.
My finger hovered over the green button until it was almost done ringing.
"Hello?"
"Hey, John... Just checking up on you. And I have good news!"
Bitterness came over me. Of course he had good news.
Why couldn't I have good news? Why couldn't anything go my way?
"What is it?" I tried to fake excitement, but all of a sudden my mouth and throat were as dry as the Sahara Desert.
He didn't notice.
"I'm going to be a dad soon."
My stomach dropped and I sat down on the floor right where I had been standing. My voice cracked as I spoke.
"That's great," I choked out. "Really great." My chest tightened and my vision blurred for a second from the tears I held in.
"I know, right? And I'm getting married to Eliza."
"Nice..." I was still alone. Even Junior had gone off somewhere. "I... I have to go... I... sorry."
Why couldn't I keep it together? It was my grief that had torn the team apart twice now.
"Alright... Call me back when you can, I have to talk to you about something more important."
"Okay." I hung up and slammed the phone down.
After I took a few deep breaths, I called Hercules. It only rang twice before he sent me a text.
'Can't come to the phone. I'm getting ready for a banquet.'
Since when was he invited to banquets? I laid down and curled up.
Alone in a big house, with no good left for me anymore. Pathetic.
But nothing was really ever fair, was it?
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Nausea: Sequel to Warcrossed
FanfictionAfter the death of his boyfriend, brother, and a little girl, John seeks to find answers as to why they died from using something completely harmless to everyone else. With the help of a small group of people, he works through his grief and tries to...
