2. Rory
Chapter 2
Rory
“Rory do you think Uncle Crusher will find Daddy?” Ryan asks quietly. His voice sounds so sad, there’s no trace of the little boy I met when he first moved to Montana. If I didn’t already have reason to kill my brother, that would be reason enough.
“He will since I called him,” I whisper, kissing the top of his head and holding him close.
“I told you my Daddy would live. I knew the monster hadn’t killed him. I knew it,” Ryan whispers and I try and hold back the tears just as I always do.
“You did, sweetheart. You knew it.”
“Daddy gets better he’ll find us Rory. He’ll save us and you won’t have to worry anymore,” he tells me and I kiss the top of his head.
“I know, sweet boy. I know.”
“He’ll make sure the monster pays for hurting you too. He will make him sorry!”
“Get some rest, Ryan. Tomorrow we’ll have to move again.”
“We do?” he asks, sounding worn out and it hurts me. I’m tired too, so tired that everything inside of me is screaming for rest.
“We can’t let King find us,” I tell him, but he knows. I tell him the same thing each time we move on to the next town.
“Are we going back to Uncle Crusher’s? If we can go there, he’ll protect us.”
“We can’t right now, Ryan. I told you why.”
“Because that’s where the monster will look for us.”
“That’s right, baby.”
“Where are we going?” he asks and I think about the last fifty dollars I have in my back pocket.
“As far as we can get the bus to take us.”
“Will we be able to stay?”
“For a little while,” I tell him.
At least until I can gather enough money for another bus ticket.
It’s a shit plan.
But it’s the only plan I have.
“Good. Daddy will find us soon,” Ryan whispers. He’s never given up on his faith in Noah. He’s a baby though. I haven’t been able to tell him about his Daddy. Not yet…
I don’t know how.