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.Irushed him.With each step, my heart beat faster.This is for you, Charlie.I jumped into the air and came down, slamming the knife into Jason s eye.Hehowled in pain and threw his head up, throwing me into the air like a rag doll.Icaught myself and slowly came back down.Fuck, I needed that knife.He charged and I stumbled back, my bad knee twisting, pain erupting.Iscreamed, because there was nothing left to do but scream.I screamed because Iwas angry.I screamed because I was hurt.I screamed for the pain, for thefrustration, for the fear.I screamed for every victim that Jason had tortured.Iscreamed, because in the end, we were still just little boys.The Hunting Moon 185He slammed into me as my knee gave out and my body buckled.I hit theground, dazed.The stars above me spun, and I could see the moon above him.Thenhe sank his teeth into my collarbone and throat, and fire tore through me.It was asharp stab of pain as I felt bone break, felt veins sever, felt blood run hot down mychest.I gurgled; blood coated my lips.I watched the stars twinkle, felt the foggyedges of eternity creep in.My arms locked around him, lamely pushing at him.I looked down at him,meeting his eyes.Beneath their blood hunger, beneath their anger and theirpsychotic gleam, was torment.A wish for death.The pain dulled, and the sky grew just a little blacker.He was trying to devourme.He was eating me.This was it.I d failed.Game over.My greatest sin was notputting an end to this. Theo! Carlos s voice broke through the fog.My hands slipped, my left handbrushing against the knife still stuck in Jason s eye. Fucking fight, Theo! Carlos screamed, his voice taking on the edge of acoyote.I grabbed hold of the knife and ripped it out just as Jason lifted his head tohowl.I tried to see past the encroaching shadows, tried to focus on a final attack.Islammed the butcher knife into Jason s throat and twisted, dragging it across sothat I tore through his jugular.His howl turned into a sharp gurgle as his body gavea twist.Blood rushed out, matting his fur, spilling over me.I didn t stop.I wouldn t go until I d finished this.I pulled the knife out and brought it back down again, slamming the knife hiltinto the side of his head.I kept slamming and slamming.He tried to turn, tried tobite.I felt the graze of his teeth.But he couldn t do it.I slammed the knife bladeinto the side of his head and twisted.Jason s good eye rolled to me as his body fell forward, his great weightdropping onto me.My hand fell away from the knife, leaving it embedded in hisskull.I couldn t tell where my blood started and Jason s began.All I knew was thathe was dead.He was fucking dead.I made a weak sound in my throat, my eyes growing heavy.Shit, I was tired.Iwas so fucking tired.Carlos pushed Jason off me and crouched beside me in nothingbut his bandages and boxers. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Theo, look at me! Keep your eyes open; an ambulance is onits way!His hands pressed against my wound, but it was too big for him to covercompletely.I smirked, staring up into his eyes.His brows were creased withdetermination, his eyes flicking back and forth between topaz and chocolate.Hecould smell the blood, it was playing with his senses, aiding in the siren call of themoon.I m so tired, Carlos.I just want to sleep.Your hands are so warm.They feelgood.They ve always felt good.186 Evelyn Shepherd Damn it, Theo! I said keep your fucking eyes open! Will you listen to me foronce? Carlos screamed at me, his voice choking up.The moon faded, the stars went out.I smiled up at him; I guess I was still toostubborn.I didn t want to listen to him.I just wanted to sleep, and the black thatwas seeping over my eyes was only making it easier to let go. Theo! Look the fuck at me! Carlos yelled.I could hear sirens over his voice, but it sounded as if they were across theAtlantic.So far away.Everything was so far away. Theo!I held Carlos s gaze, my lids drooping, opening, drooping, and then openingagain.I wasn t afraid.Not anymore.I did what I d set out to do.I d brought Jasondown.Now I was paying for my sins, paying for my mistakes.I wasn t Superman; Iwasn t indestructible.I was just a man, and now it was time to pay my dues. Bye, I whispered.I could barely hear it.Who knew if Carlos did?I didn t see my life flash before my eyes.I did see a flash of color, a blend ofevents running through my mind as my eyelids drooped for their final time.It wasnothing like the movies say it should be.It was nothing, just a final thought: I msorry, Carlos.My greatest regret is never telling you.The Hunting Moon 187Chapter FourteenI never believed I d go to heaven.I guess, deep down inside me, I d alwaysbelieved what my mother said.I was a demon, a monster straight out of hell.So itwould only be fitting for me to go back there.But this wasn t hell.Or at least, it didn t look like any hell I d ever been toldabout.I was standing back in the abandoned apartment, but this time, it wasdifferent.Charlie s body was gone.Jason was gone.There were no police lightsescaping through the cracks in the boards on the windows.Instead, daylightstreamed in [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]