Chapter 39
CAMERON
Em’s staring at me with the biggest tears I’ve ever seen.
I blink a few times, focusing on my hands wrapped tightly around her throat. Blood trickles from a bite wound just below my grasp.
Dismay and shock make my fingers unlock, sending Emery to the floor, choking for breath. My throat squeezes tightly as the wave of realization hits me. I was just trying to kill her… A small pressure exists a little below the nape of my neck.
“Cameron,” she cries, shaking her head. “I couldn’t do it.”
My eyes widen a fraction. I cast a glance at an old, shattered mirror that’s been overgrown with plants climbing the frame of it. In the reflection I can see the tip of a blade barely piercing my back.
I let out a choked laugh before the itch and darkness start to ebb back into my mind. If I don’t do something, then I don’t know what I’ll do to her. A part of my heart dies at the thought, but it must be done.
“Don’t watch… I love you, Emery,” I rasp as I take out my last shot of morphine and stick it straight into my heart. With all the drugs already in my system, this will push it over the edge.
She starts screaming, tears racing down her cheeks as I collapse to my knees. It’s a strange sensation that spreads through my entire chest. I clench my hand over my heart and topple to my side.
Emery is over me in a second, saying things that I want to hear, but can’t. She’s touching my face, I think. Everything is getting cold, and I’m tired.
So tired.
My eyes trace her features one last time. She’s the only light that found me in life. She chased away all my shadows.
I can’t fight the burdensome weight of my eyelids for a second longer.
I will never hurt you again.
A smile weakly crosses my lips, and it’s the last thing I feel.