“You…bastard…” I said with clenched teeth.
“You looked so scared of being here. I honestly couldn’t resist playing around with you,” Hayden admitted, although, he clearly did not look remorseful.
I slapped his arm so hard that my hand hurt. What is wrong with this guy? I was honestly freaked out. It didn’t help that it was so dark, and we were in the middle of a graveyard. I felt heat rush to my face as I got angrier by the minute.
“I’m leaving!” I said as I turned around and started walking away.
“Wait! Where do you think you’re going? It’s dark…stick with me,” Hayden said as he grabbed my wrist and spun me around to face him.
“That was not funny…” I spat.
“But you feel less scared now, right?” Hayden asked before smiling sweetly at me.
He’s so unfair…honestly…
“…I guess…” I whispered.
I hated to admit it but that scare he gave me drove all my other fears away. Now, I felt resistant to the fear of the dark and the graveyard. However, that doesn’t mean that I had forgiven him for what he did.
“Come…” Hayden said as he squeezed my hand and led the way.
I decided to follow him. It seemed like Hayden has a particular grave that he wanted to visit, and he was leading me there. I wondered whose grave it was that Hayden so desperately wanted to visit, enough to venture out here at this time of night.
Soon, he stopped in front of a gravestone. I was surprised how he knew where it was since this tombstone looked exactly the same as all the others. Perhaps, he’s been here quite often?
Hayden sighed as he looked down at the tombstone and my eyes followed. Although there was enough light for us to make out what was around us, there wasn’t enough light to see the details on the tombstone. As if he could read my mind, Hayden turned on the flashlight of his mobile and shone it on the tombstone for my sake.
It was obvious that Hayden knew what was written there but I didn’t.
‘Harvey T.’
A name without anything else was engraved on the tombstone.
I didn’t understand why but for a moment, the wind that blew on that hill felt colder against my skin than before and it reminded me of how little I had on. I shivered as my eyes continued to look at the tombstone.
“Cold?” Hayden said, it wasn’t really a question.
Almost immediately, my body was enveloped by warmth. I realized that Hayden had hugged me close to his body from behind, I could feel his body heat on my back and his arms that held me.
“You’re here to visit this grave?” I asked in a small voice.
“No…I’m here to visit my older brother,” Hayden corrected.
That means that his older brother is no longer in this world…
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18