Shattered Wings

21. Echo

She thinks I didn’t know, but I knew everything there was to know about their relationship. They wanted to keep it a secret. After all, a middle-class girl from the wrong side of the tracks and a rich boy from a wealthy family would have been the talk of our small town. I followed her and stalked them from the sidelines, always watching, waiting for an opportunity to take what always belonged to me. And she belonged to me, even if she didn’t know it.

Illiana might think that her chemo treatments messed with her memory, but that wasn’t the only thing. My buddy Matthew from over at Beaufort Creek Academy was damn good at chemistry. Ether was his creation. There were various variations of the drug. In powder form, it was pink. It would make you high as shit. It amplified all of your sensations. It made you feel so damn good. Having sex while on Ether was the best feeling in the world. You could smoke it, snort it, just about anything. Matt even had a gas form. That was the shit if you use it right.

He created a special formula for me, for Illiana. It was a little powder that dissolved right into her drinks. It was colorless and odorless too. Honestly, it was the perfect combination. Matt called it EtherX. When given in the right doses, it had major impacts on the memory. Let’s just say that it made you think things happened that didn’t and vice versa. All of which was beneficial to me. On top of EtherX were the treatments that Illiana received. The combination was perfect in order to erase her memory of him.

Illiana didn’t know that I’d go to the ends of the earth for her. She was mine. And I’m an asshole, so I work and work until I eventually get what’s mine. I never intended for him to come back into her life years later. I should have put a stop to it then, but that’s where I fucked up. I realized my mistake when it was too late.

Now it’s time to make a decision. But in the meantime, I’ve got work to do. And I won’t rest until it’s done. I’m tired of fucking around. It’s time I finally get my retribution. And I know just the person to help me.

Echo: It’s time.

Matthew: Meet you there.

Echo: You got the package?

Matthew: What the fuck do you think?

Matthew: *Image Received*

Echo: On the way.

It’s time to go fuck some shit up.