Revenge : Book 2

CHAPTER 22 : Don't Let Me Down

"She tried to kill you!" Abby yelled.  

    "I know, but she didn't," I pointed out. 

     "She could try to do it again," she said crossing her hands over her chest. I moved closer to her, placing my hand on her shoulder. 

    "She won't," I assured her. But to be honest I wasn't sure. Paige hated me, not just strongly disliked, like I'd originally thought. To her truest core she detested me.  She blamed me for her brother's death. A part of me wanted to crumble under the weight of that guilt but I couldn't. 

     This wasn't my fault, I had to stop seeing it as that. My mind had been going around in circles about this for months. People had been telling me over and over that it wasn't my fault but I didn't want to believe them.

    Maybe because it was easier to blame myself. I didn't want to face that there was a bigger enemy out there that I had to face. If every problem, every incident, every death was my fault then all I had to do was end myself and the problem would be fixed. 

    I accepted the guilt because I didn't want to face the truth. The truth was, I was alive. And being alive meant something. It meant I had a responsibility to the people I'd lost. They'd died for me to live. I owed them something. Their deaths wouldn't be in vain. I was going to put an end to Ashon and whatever his plan was.

    "She will," Abby huffed. 

    "You know I'm sitting right here," Paige said and we turned our attention to her. "I won't hurt him," she promised as she rose to her feet. 

    "I don't trust you," Abby told her. 

    "You never did before, yet we've been working as a team for years," she pointed out. 

     "So this whole time we were trying to protect Marcus, you wanted him dead?" She asked, glaring at Paige. "Were you even trying to protect him?" 

     "I'm a little more professional than that. I did my job," she explained, pinning Abby with the same fierce glare. "I hate his guts but I'd never let him fall into the hands of the same creatures that killed my brother." 

     "So what was your plan?" Abby asked, "You and Jasper were going to do what? Kill Marcus?" 

     "We're not monsters," Paige argued. "We were going to get him locked up." 

    "And that's so much better?" Abby asked as she rolled her eyes. 

    "You don't understand, Jasper truly believes he's evil. Mark he thinks because of your blood you're going to turn against us. That you're going to become like the demons, seeking nothing but destruction," Paige said. "My uncle isn't a bad man. He just wants to protect the realm. He just thinks you're the threat." 

      "And what do you think?" I asked.

     "You couldn't hurt a fly even if you tried," she said. "No offense but nothing about you screams "fear me." You're too you to be bad." 

     "Um...thanks?" I didn't know whether to feel offended or not. No, I was definitely offended. But I shrugged it off. 

     "Don't worry, I'll try to talk to him," she promised and I thanked her.

     "Okay, now to business. You said you knew who was behind my brother's death," she said plopping down onto my bed. She made a gesture with her hand egging me to explain, so I did. I got her caught up with everything. Though I couldn't trust Paige with my life, I could trust she wanted revenge more than anything. She wanted to make Ashon pay as much as I did.