Page 50 of Calavera Society
I’m not sure how much time passes with me standing in the woods cataloging everyone, but my legs grow weary from sitting on the ground, so I stand and move around.
Seems like everyone here is a backstabbing asshole. I witnessed more than one guy and girl cheat on their partner, sneaking away from dates to fuck off with someone else only to come back like nothing happened. I watched manipulation at play, strategic and well worded lies be told…basically I witnessed a town no moral bound person could survive in. Thankfully, I know how to adapt.
“Stalker, huh?” I turn to the sound of a voice behind me only to find Mateo, the guy Val was with earlier.
“I could ask you the same question. You following me or just stalking in general?”
I casually take a step away from him and lean against a nearby tree. He doesn’t miss the move, his crazy as hell eyes following my movements.
“Relax. I’m sure that asshole Rey painted a colorful picture of me, but I’m not that bad.”
He holds out his hand, so I slowly grasp it, firmly squeezing as he smiles like he just won a prize, “I’m actually worse.”
I feel my own smile tugging up the corner of my lips, “Good, cause the rest of this crowd is boring as all fuck.”
He continues to smile at me like a total creep before it drops from his face suddenly, making me feel like I’m suffering whiplash.
“Did Rey warn you about why you and the princess were ordered to be here tonight with the rest of us?”
My back straightens at the implications of his words, “No, what is it?”
“If I tell you, which you will want to know, you’ll owe me one favor, Cabañas.”
What a fucking cock face prick! Who the fuck does this kind of shit to people?
“Fuck off.” I turn to leave but Mateo stops me, his face wiped of all mischievousness.
“Fuck it. No favor, I actually liked the Princess. Tonight, they pick from the next generation Society members, the females. She will be picked. I overheard my dick of a father talking. Seems only herbrothercan step in for her.”
My mind races with this information but something doesn’t make sense, but I can’t put my finger on it with this fear rushing through me.
“Picked for what?”
His eyes glaze over as though he’s slipping inside his mind, his voice comes out as a whisper.
“For La Muerte.”
Fuck.
TWENTY-FOUR
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‘DISSOLVED GIRL’ MASSIVE ATTACK
Rina seems like a cool girl,rough and blunt, but I like that. She seems like she’s incapable of being a two-face because she gets too much joy out of telling you straight to your face what she really thinks of you. I can appreciate that.
Still, I remind myself to be weary. A backstabber is meld from a lifetime of pain and betrayal. It’s a slippery slope to navigate when you’ve been duped back-to-fucking-back, and most people just succumb and become the deceiver rather than play the victim again. Can’t say I blame them, but I don’t respect them.
I’ll never respect a person who intentionally betrays someone they claimed to love, no matter how much shit they went through in life. Like a cheating husband or wife? Shit, I’d be friends with a rabid bat over them. If a cockroach like that can’t even respect the person they will grow old with, bare children with, and give a lifetime of whispered nothings…no one can convince me they’d have even an ounce of loyalty to me.
I’m living proof that you can be betrayed by the one person you never suspected would ever do such a thing, and still have respect for yourself.
I’m morally disobedient, I have the mouth of a drunkard, the mind of a succubus, and the drive of a scorned woman…but I will never stoop as low as my father has.
“Hellooo?” Rina’s voice pulls me from my thoughts.
“Shit, sorry, I was thinking…never mind. What were you saying?”