Crimson Tears
(part twenty-one)
"I didn't say anything at dinner. But I could see the truth in all their eyes."
He was still sitting on the edge of the bed and she was still sitting behind him with her arms wrapped around him.
"My father was right," he continued. "It didn't happen right away. It would be nearly two years before anything was said of it."
"That must have been agonizing for you."
"It was for awhile, but eventually I forgot about it." He sighed. "Dakota's family moved in to the house across the road from us. People quit being so cruel to my family after they moved in." He paused and looked back at Ravess. "I've never been able to figure out why."
He turned back to the window, closing his eyes. She kissed him on the nape of his neck, making him smile.
"Does it really matter?"
"I suppose not." He sighed again. "But still…I would like to know. People would see me and start to say something, but as soon as they saw Dakota—or anyone in his family—they'd shut up and leave.
"It was so strange."
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The next two chapters are more on the humorous side. After that, a little downhill slide...but we'll be climbing back up.
One of my goals for this story is to show Dark Ace's and to an extent Ravess' humanity. They're not emotionless (and I mean besides anger) killing machines. There's always more to people than what you see. Even if it's just a tv show.