frown. “Mom is pregnant. I can’t leave my little sister or brother to move to New York on a whim, Li.”
She pouted and I instantly felt guilty. “Warren, I can’t stand my family. You know that. If we marry and move there, it won’t matter about my age anymore. We can be free to make love all day and do whatever the fuck we want.”
What I wanted was to get a degree in computer engineering and go into business with Dad like we’d talked about on numerous occasions. He had a business plan and everything. All he needed was my techy brain to learn more and we’d be in business. His plan was solid for where he wanted to take his company. And I was supposed to be a part of that. Running off to New York with Lilah was not a part of that plan.
“We can make love all day here,” I said, my voice faltering.
She narrowed her eyes at me, understanding my hesitation, and slid off the bed to sit on the floor in front of me. Her glare stayed on me as she began unzipping my jeans and pulled my dick out. This was her thing. The girl would give me blow-jobs all day long as long as it meant she got her way.
As soon as her mouth wrapped around my dick, I snapped my eyes closed in pleasure. I hated that she could control me so easily with her mouth. While she bobbed her head up and down, taking me deep in her throat, I wondered if Dad would be okay with us leaving. I’d need his support for a move like that and—
My phone started beeping over and over again with texts, to the point I couldn’t ignore it, despite needing to come so desperately. Lilah didn’t quit as I read Dad’s text.
Dad: GET HOME NOW! MOM LOST THE BABY! I’M ON THE PHONE WITH HER NOW—CAN’T TALK!
I shoved Lilah off my cock and was already yanking my pants up as I ran for the door, texting him back that I was on my way.
“What the fuck, War?!”
Ignoring her, I zipped my jeans up and snatched my keys. “I have to go. Love you,” I blurted out as I ran for the door.
She cussed me out and called me a pussy. Her words stung but I didn’t have time for explanations. I needed to get to Mom. The drive was a blur and all I could feel was the sticky saliva that had now dried on my dick. If I had the time, I’d have washed her off of me. Lilah was fucking insane. There was no way I could ever leave Mom and Dad. Especially now. Lilah would get over it and we’d stay in San Diego.
Slamming my car into park, I jumped out and bolted into the house. I could hear wails upstairs in her bedroom so I took the steps two at a time in an effort to get to her quicker.
“Mom!”
Her back was to me, but all I could focus on was the blood. So much fucking blood. And she was sitting right in the middle of a darkening, growing pool of it.
“I love you, Warren,” she sobbed. “Please forgive me.”
I peered over her shoulder and my jaw dropped to see the tiniest baby in her grasp. So bloody. So innocent. Not breathing. My heart lurched into my throat and I swayed with dizziness when I saw Mom bring the handgun up to her mouth. I didn’t have time to stop her when a blast roared through the bathroom.
Time stopped. My eyes clamp closed. The bang echoed over and over and over again as I tried to find the nerve to reopen my eyes. It wasn’t until I felt something trickle down past my nose and over my lips that my senses forced me to face my fears.
Popping my eyes back open, I stared in horror at the scene. Blood was everywhere. It coated the entire front of my body. Chunks of flesh were stuck to my throat and cheek. I scraped them off quickly. Dark hair hung from part of the fleshy pieces and I gagged at the sight.
This was my mother.
This was my mother.
Holy fucking shit I had to get her to a hospital!
Without hesitation, I began gathering all of the larger pieces of her skull and brain and collected them in a towel. I could have sworn I heard my dad calling for me but it had to