Page 83 of Matteo

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Page 83 of Matteo

She hadn’t commanded him, I realized.

He was a yes man.

He only did what mommy told him to do.

“Can I at least say goodbye to her,” I asked.

“Of course, son…I’m not a monster. And here…”

She pulled a vial of clear liquid forward from her pocket and handed it to me along with a capped syringe.

“I’d suggest writing her a letter…and advising that neither she nor your brothers come looking for you. We’ll be in a field about one and half clicks east of this hotel. Don’t make me have to come back here.”

Rushing to Rain’s side the second they were out of the room; I administered the entire vial.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck…Stizzy, come on baby…wake up for me. Please.” Feeling for a pulse, I could feel it thumping wildly under my fingertips.

Placing her on the bed, I yanked my cellphone out and shot of a text message to the family group chat.

Hurry to the hotel, Rain needs help. I have to go, but mom is alive.

The next thing that I did was write a quick later to Rain, that I folded and placed my cellphone on top.

My mother had planned this down to the last detail but there was something else going on that I couldn’t quite figure out.

The only way to do this and to keep Rain safe was to go with her.

I had to disappear into a nightmare of my own making.

Chapter 24

Rain

Three months later…

Cheese. Just the mere smell of it would send me over the edge and I hated it. For weeks, of course, I’d ignored it because there was no way in hell that this was happening to me.

Until finally I couldn’t ignore the overwhelming urge to vomit every time I tried to put shredded cheese on my omelets.

And omelets.

I didn’t like eggs enough to be making omelets every three minutes.

Hey,I shot a text off to Nora.

I’d also been avoiding my sister. Avoiding everyone actually after the last what…six messy ass months.

Oh, this is unexpected,Nora replied instantly.

I checked the time on the phone and saw it was a little past six, she was probably just leavingDeluca Tech.

Taking a deep breath, I wrote out another text message.Can you come over?

She responded instantly. Of course, I’ve missed you so much. Like family dinners haven’t been the same.

Fuck, she thinks this is a real social call,a sigh escaped from my dry-ass fucking lips.

I wanted to vomit and my lips hurt so bad.


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