Summer Confessions: Excerpt #4
“You betrayed me.” His voice had no emotion, just a flat line of monotone syllables pieced together.
“I’ve done everything, and it’s still not enough.”
My whole body grew numb and my insides turned to liquid. “Please–”
“Everything!” Life flashed into his pale face, the bags under his eyes more pronounced as the rage unhinged. His breathing heaved just as my lungs decided not to pump oxygen. He didn’t touch me, but his hands were balled into fists at his sides, clenching and unclenching in quick intervals. Now all those people who ignored my initial screech began to take notice, some even braving a few steps closer.
I backed up, trying to make eye contact with some of those courageous souls willing to come forward. “Please, help me.” My plea squeaked out, but a few people heard it, scooting a tad closer.
A security guard came forward, skinny and old, the tic near his left eye the only indication of his nerves. He kept his twitchy eyes on Jeb as he spoke to me. “Is everything all right, miss?”
Jeb ignored him, his rage focused and acute. “I don’t lose, Macy. I never lose.”