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13. 2024

"I'll fucking kill him."

"I'm really sorry about Molly," Jenny says, laying a comforting hand on her brother's shoulder. They're sitting on the kitchen counters at their mom's house sharing Gus' bottle of tequila and eating the Valentine's Day chocolates that should have been Molly's. It's late, at least 4 am. Jenny would like nothing more but to crawl into her childhood bed and go to sleep but her brother keeps alternating between burst of tears and fits of rage.

He needs her right now.

"How about I just blow him up? So then he can see how it feels to have his heart torn to pieces or drowned in a pot of hope and despondence. Actually, more like thrown out in the trash like an unwanted piece of mail. No, no, no, it feels more like a shard of glass went straight to my heart."

Shaking her head, Jenny pops another one the caramel coated chocolates into her mouth, "How poetic."

Gus ignores her. "It just has to be him," he says, wringing his hands "She's fucking him alright, I would fuck him. The guy's fucking beautiful." Giving a side eye to his sister, he corrects himself. "I mean, I would if I were interested in fucking guys. But I'm definitely not."

"Of course…."

Taking a swig of the dark liquor, he tells her, "The only thing I have an urge to do is to set that motherfucker on fire. That's what I should do tomorrow. I'll go to his job with a can of gasoline, fuck that. I'll just pack a pint sized bottle of liquor and throw that shit on him. Light a match and watch that motherfucker burn."

"Committing homicide in the process…"

"It'll be worth it."

Jumping down from the counter, Jenny places their plates into the sink before turning around to face her brother. His thick uneven brows look fierce and vengeful and the grin that usually lies on his calm face has been replaced with a cruel smirk. This is not her brother.

Taking ahold of his face with her sticky chocolate and tequila fingers, she tells him, "Revenge sounds fun at first, addictive even. But then you're 3 years in with no friends. Gained a reputation at work and with your neighbors because you cackle late at night while you're at the water cooler due to the gruesome scenes that play out in your mind…." Jenny trails off when she notices the disturbed look on her brother's face.

She clears her throat. "What I'm trying to get at- is that at some point you have to wonder – was- is it worth it?"

Gus' eyebrows furrow together. "Who are we even talking about here? You or me?"

Chapter End Notes:

:) I had to throw in some Gus and Jenny time. One more day