chapter 70
Larry was in shock. He’d never seen so much blood in his life. He ran to the bathroom and brought back wet towels. With great care, he lifted Dana’s head and began wrapping it in the towels. Apply pressure, he thought as he wrapped, then tried to figure out what to do next. He sat next to Dana, his hand pressed firmly on her head and waited for the bleeding to stop. This wasn’t how his plan was supposed to go.
You’re a loser, Larry.
What a waste.
You can’t do anything right.
The words of others reverberated in his brain. They were true. He couldn’t even make his perfect plan work out...he couldn’t keep his true love safe. He was a failure and always would be.
He checked Dana’s head again. The bleeding had started to subside. He dragged her body from the spot of the fall and left her momentarily on the floor. She was still bound, so he didn’t worry about her going anywhere. Then, he began to clean up the mess. A large red stain marred his beige carpet. He applied bleach and began scrubbing.
This would take hours.
The phone rang. He jumped. Startled. No, calm down Larry, no one knows anything. Act natural, act normal.
“Hello,” he said calmly.
“Larry, it’s Fern at the bookstore. Wondering if you were planning on coming in to work today?”
“Oh, Fern,” he thought fast, “I’ve had a family emergency.” Not untrue. “I was so caught up with everything I didn’t get the chance to call you. I’m sorry.”
“It’s always something with you lately, maybe your job won’t be here next time.”
“I know, I’m sorry, really.” He tapped his foot impatiently. Didn’t she realize he had a lot to do?
“Fine, but shape up.”
“Bye Fern.” He replaced the hook. These women were all alike. Nagging, nosy and no good. He hated them all. All except Dana.
And now he’d destroyed her too.