Chapter 70: Disappearance
The next morning, I decided to avoid everyone in the cave - Patrick, M'gann, and Madeline especially. As hard as I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to confessing that Madeline was, well, mine, and that the relationship Patrick and I had - well, I didn't want it to go anywhere. It was hard enough being around him without doing something rash - like what happened last night in the kitchen. And with M'gann it was just embarrassing. It was embarrassing to confess to anyone that I was 21 and had a five year old.
Around 5 in the afternoon, there was a knock at my door. I barely thought anything of it as I muttered "come in" and listened to the door open up as I continued lying on my bed.
"M'gann only told me, if that makes you feel any better." My heart stopped at the sound of Roy's voice. I stared, eyes wide, at the wall in front of me as I continued to lay there, my back facing the door and Roy.
"What's there to feel better about?" I answered, my voice raspy and uneven. I swallowed.
"I wouldn't know," Roy muttered softly, "But by the looks of it, more than anyone can imagine." There was a pregnant pause before he continued. "Patrick's more happy than I've ever seen him, you know. As much as I hate to think that it's because you two, you know, did it, and made a little brunette girl, I think that that's the only reason Patrick is even smiling today."
"Why the hell are you here, Roy?" I sat up and crossed my legs as I stared at him. "What's your game? To get me to humiliate myself in front of the whole team? To scare Patrick away from me so we'll never be together?"
"Maybe to get you to see that there's more to life than just beating your father." Roy reluctantly took a step towards me. "Maybe to convince you that there are more people in this world who care about you than you realize." Another few steps. "Maybe to tell you that not any of your deepest, darkest secrets could scare me away."
"What?" I said at his personal statement. What the hell was he getting at?
Roy let a knee drop onto the bed as he leaned toward me. My eyes widened as I realized what he was about to do, but something made me freeze in my spot. His lips grazed mine lightly and I lost myself.
I woke up around 11 that night when my cell buzzed on the table beside me. I was almost surprised at how asleep Roy was beside me when I turned on the bright screen to see a new text. My heart raced as I read it.
R. Elementary. ASAP, sweetheart. - Dad
I crawled out of bed reluctantly - both wanting to stay in bed with Roy, but also not wanting to miss another opportunity to finish the deed I had aimed to start (killing my father, that was).
Roy groaned at the loss of heat, but luckily didn't open his eyes as I walked to my closet to pick out new garments - all new garments, for obvious reasons. I pulled on a sweatshirt and a pair of skinny jeans, followed by a pair of sneakers and a gun tucked into the back of my pants. Slowly and quietly, I made my way to the door, reluctantly exiting and watching as Roy's silhouette disappeared from my vision.