Page 2 of Such A Good Guy
I don’t feel the white-heat of anger at all. Just a total disinterest in having him continue on as a living entity on this planet.
There’s only one person who can make any heat flow into the natural ice-cold indifference of my veins, and being a gentleman is very important to her.
“What the fuck, bro?” he wheezes as I tighten my fist and slam it into his face, moving my other hand away so the blood from his shattered nose won’t get on my shirt.
This shirt says Plant Daddy on it and Luna bought it for me last Christmas because one time she went on vacation and all her house plants looked like a goddamn botanical garden when she got back after I took care of them. It’s not that I give a fuck about plants. But anything she cares about, is my obsession too.
I wrench his arm from its socket with a wet pop, then I stand and watch it dangle.
“I didn’t know she was your girl,” he moans as piss dribbles down his leg. “I don’t give a shit about her. Leave me alone. It’s not like I was going to slip something in her drink.”
A lot of things don’t compute in my brain, but the words ‘I don’t give a shit’ referring to Luna Gallagher definitely don’t compute.
“How could you look at her and not want her more than you’ve ever wanted anything in your life? You’re a goddamn liar.”
I wonder how I should kill him. Maybe I should throw him overboard.
But my life is ruled by one fucking simple rule.
How would this affect Luna
If I throw him overboard, they might stop or delay our cruise ship route, and I know Luna has been looking forward to reading her book on a sunny beach with white sand tomorrow.
However, if I incapacitate this guy and shove him in the boiler room, it’ll be put down to an industrial accident and him being a drunken jackass.
And I’ll make it impossible to identify me.
That’s good, because with my musical career taking off, it’s harder to remain anonymous.
There’s always a knife in my pocket to match the ones in my brain, and I draw it out, trapping this guy against the wall with my hand on his throat.
“Who the fuck are you, man?” he rasps.
“I’m the guy who takes anything said about Lunaverypersonally,” I say.
Then I take my knife and cut into his eye sockets, popping both eyeballs out. I turn to toss them overboard, and realize I’m too far from the railing.
I’m not one of those psycho killers who wants to take little mementoes of his victims. This is just because Luna deserves a world in which there are no men who have disrespected her.
As I’m judging the distance to the deck, he stumbles toward me, and I grab his head and drive my kneecap into it without thinking.
Fuck, godsdamnit. Now he’ll have to go overboard for sure. Luckily for me it’s in a deep part of the ocean and he’s not likely to resurface. I look both ways to make sure no one is on the deck and I drag him across it and throw him and his eyeballs overboard, making sure not to let his body touch the railing.
I may not be one of the genius type of killers, but at least I know you’re not supposed to leave fingerprints.
I wash my hands in the bathroom, then turn and head back to the Tropicana Bar, walking up to Luna where she’s in the corner drinking something fruity with a little umbrella.
My skin instantly starts buzzing like a fucking chainsaw like it always does around her, her presence raising the hairs on the back of my neck, sending goosebumps skittering along my arms, then my stomach twisting painfully as my whole body craves getting closer.
“Oh Luke, have you seen that guy I was dancing with anywhere?” she asks, her plush full lips turning down in a frown. “Kind of tall, I mean, not tall compared toyou, but like 6 feet tall? Dark hair?”
“What do you want him for?” I parry, moving closer, the buzzsaw of my lust ringing in my ears so loudly even the heavy pulsating music in here is dulled.
I try not to lie to her, because relationships are built on trust and Luna absolutely can trust me to do what’s best for her.
“Just trying to get fuckinglaidon this goddamn family cruise,” she huffs.
“I don’t think he was a good guy,” I say. “Come dance with me instead.”
