Affections, chapter 52
The Affections of Tre Part 9.
When I got outside she was already driving off... I jumped into my car without even having to think about it. Any one who has children will understand what I was thinking. My children are the world to me. If she had done anything to them, well, maaaan, I was just about ready to kill her. But the point here is, I DIDN'T.
Any how, I drove like a freakin' madman, and I only lost sight of the car a couple of times. Looking back on it now, I can't imagine what the others were going through then. They didn't know what was happening, didn't know if their kids were ok. And leaving Mikey in that situation, just him and Billie and Adie, after what Claudia had said... man, that's one of the things I feel worst about.
When I got to my house, 'cause that's where Claudia was headed, I saw her car screech to a halt outside, and then she ran into the house, leaving the front door open. As far as I was concerned I couldn't follow her fast enough, but it still took me forever to get inside.
When I actually did, I sort of wished I hadn't. I found her standing in the kitchen, giggling hysterically. It wasn't her you know? Even after what she did, I still can't blame her. I must have hurt her so bad, and I never realised.
Anyway, there she was. The kitchen was trashed, I guess she must have planned ahead or something. She pointed the knife at me, and I stopped walking towards her. Then it struck me the place was so quiet. No sound of any kids like there should have been. All there was, was the sound of Claudia's half mad giggling. It was fucking creepy.
"Where are the kids C? W... What did you do to them?" I could barely keep my voice steady. I just couldn't stop thinking about that knife, and how much she hated me and mike at the moment, and how she was supposed to be looking after Estelle...
"What?!" She shouted, suddenly very angry "What the fuck do you take me for! I would never hurt any child in ANY way Tre! Jesus... " She stared at me for a while. I couldn't move somehow. "Now you stay there, you here me? Don't move!"
"Ok... ok" Crazy chick + knife = Tre does as he's told.
And then as I watched, she lowered the knife, and turned it towards herself. She slid it across her palms, both of them, wincing as she did. It made it difficult for her to hold the knife though, cause it hurt her to close her fist. But then she did, she held the knife in her right hand and started fucking squeezing her left one, so the blood ran down her arm. And I watched her smearing the blood over the kitchen cupboards and the fridge and the walls. Took her a while. And she looked pretty woozy afterwards... blood loss I guess. What I don't get was how I couldn't fucking DO ANYTHING! I could have stopped her so easy!... and I didn't. Stupid fucking me.
When she was done, she stated laughing, and picked up a piece of cloth from the sideboard, wiping her hands on it, carefully.
"Charm your way out of this one Mr Cool."
"Huh... what?" I didn't understand.
And then suddenly I did. The way that the kitchen in the house I shared with Claudia was trashed... they way that her blood was smeared over the kitchen in the house I shared with Claudia... the way that I suddenly saw it wasn't just a cloth she was wiping her hand's on...
... it was one of my favourite shirts...
When I got outside she was already driving off... I jumped into my car without even having to think about it. Any one who has children will understand what I was thinking. My children are the world to me. If she had done anything to them, well, maaaan, I was just about ready to kill her. But the point here is, I DIDN'T.
Any how, I drove like a freakin' madman, and I only lost sight of the car a couple of times. Looking back on it now, I can't imagine what the others were going through then. They didn't know what was happening, didn't know if their kids were ok. And leaving Mikey in that situation, just him and Billie and Adie, after what Claudia had said... man, that's one of the things I feel worst about.
When I got to my house, 'cause that's where Claudia was headed, I saw her car screech to a halt outside, and then she ran into the house, leaving the front door open. As far as I was concerned I couldn't follow her fast enough, but it still took me forever to get inside.
When I actually did, I sort of wished I hadn't. I found her standing in the kitchen, giggling hysterically. It wasn't her you know? Even after what she did, I still can't blame her. I must have hurt her so bad, and I never realised.
Anyway, there she was. The kitchen was trashed, I guess she must have planned ahead or something. She pointed the knife at me, and I stopped walking towards her. Then it struck me the place was so quiet. No sound of any kids like there should have been. All there was, was the sound of Claudia's half mad giggling. It was fucking creepy.
"Where are the kids C? W... What did you do to them?" I could barely keep my voice steady. I just couldn't stop thinking about that knife, and how much she hated me and mike at the moment, and how she was supposed to be looking after Estelle...
"What?!" She shouted, suddenly very angry "What the fuck do you take me for! I would never hurt any child in ANY way Tre! Jesus... " She stared at me for a while. I couldn't move somehow. "Now you stay there, you here me? Don't move!"
"Ok... ok" Crazy chick + knife = Tre does as he's told.
And then as I watched, she lowered the knife, and turned it towards herself. She slid it across her palms, both of them, wincing as she did. It made it difficult for her to hold the knife though, cause it hurt her to close her fist. But then she did, she held the knife in her right hand and started fucking squeezing her left one, so the blood ran down her arm. And I watched her smearing the blood over the kitchen cupboards and the fridge and the walls. Took her a while. And she looked pretty woozy afterwards... blood loss I guess. What I don't get was how I couldn't fucking DO ANYTHING! I could have stopped her so easy!... and I didn't. Stupid fucking me.
When she was done, she stated laughing, and picked up a piece of cloth from the sideboard, wiping her hands on it, carefully.
"Charm your way out of this one Mr Cool."
"Huh... what?" I didn't understand.
And then suddenly I did. The way that the kitchen in the house I shared with Claudia was trashed... they way that her blood was smeared over the kitchen in the house I shared with Claudia... the way that I suddenly saw it wasn't just a cloth she was wiping her hand's on...
... it was one of my favourite shirts...
