Chapter 59: Planing To Dig A Grave
After we finished playing paintball, we went up against another team that was already there. It was actually fun. It reminded me of Redwood and the group adventures I used to go on with my friends back home.
I was really having a good time until we sat down for a break. Princess bought me a sandwich, and the rest of them ordered whatever they wanted. Things were going fine until Kiara dragged Princess off to a corner and they started making out right in front of us.
Well, I shouldn’t care, right? They are in a relationship. They can do whatever they want.
But I do care.
Watching Kiara stick her tongue inside Princess felt off. It made my stomach turn. And I was sure Kiara was staring at me the whole time she did it. She was trying to send a clear message that Princess belongs to her. Bitch.
"Beam, did you find out if Peamah’s heart is still intact?" I asked, trying to break the tension. Beam was focused on her pizza crust, dipping it into a side of sauce. I needed a conversation. I needed something, anything, to get my mind off whatever was happening a feets away from us.
"When do I have to answer to you?" Beam snapped without looking up.
"Come on, just tell us. We are dying to know," Malo added. He was busy eating donuts. Sometimes I honestly wondered if that was the only thing he ever eats.
With one sharp look from Beam, Malo quickly covered his face with his donut, pretending he had never said a word. He looked genuinely scared of her.
"Hey, we asked you a question. Stop giving him that threatening look," I said, tapping my fingers on the table to get her attention.
Beam dropped her pizza and sat up straight, her eyes narrowing at me.
"Just because you carry Princess’s pups doesn’t give you the right to give me orders. And the fact remains that you two are responsible for the death of my brother. It’s only because of Princess that I am keeping my cool right now."
The fuck?
Was that her way of telling me to shut up?
"We are not the ones who killed him," I shot back. "The pills he took made him unstable and led to his own demise. Even though his heart was ripped out, we are still not the ones who did it."
"And your brother is still alive, stronger, and a killer," Malo added, peeking out from behind his food.
"You know, if I kill you right now, Princess wouldn’t even mind, because she can easily replace you," she said, turning her icy stare toward Malo.
She turned back to me. "My brother is dead. That boy in my house right now is not my brother. His heart is intact. I took a sample of his DNA, and it turns out he is not my brother at all. So wherever you and your accomplice buried him, he is still there."
"I bet you he is not in the cemetery," I said. I don’t know why, but my gut tells me that the guy in her house is the real Peamah. "That is your brother risen from the dead. He is the one."
His scent is exactly the same as it was before he died. I couldn’t forget that smell if I tried.
"He is not. Our DNA does not match. That is not my brother," Beam insisted, her voice rising, but low.
We kept going back and forth, neither of us backing down.
"What if we go to the cemetery and check if Peamah Frost’s body is still there?" Malo suggested, suddenly sounding useful. "If he is not in the grave, then we will have our answer. Dead or alive."
We both turned to look at him.
"That is actually a very good idea," Beam said, considering it. "I get to find my brother’s dead body and use that as evidence to finally put the killer behind bars."
"Scoff. You mean Sasha," Malo muttered, taking a long sip of his diet coke.
He was trying to remind her who actually killed her brother, because the stare Beam had been giving him all day was intense. Obviously, she wouldn’t try that kind of aggression with me. She doesn’t want to end up at the mercy of Princess.
Damn it.
Speaking of Princess, she was still over there kissing that bitch. I needed my mind off them, and now I was thinking about them all over again. Malo stood up to go get another coke, and I told him to grab one for me too.
Then I found my eyes drifting back to the corner again.
"The more you stare, the more you get angry, so stop it," Beam muttered.
I turned back to her quickly. "I wasn’t staring."
"Yes, you were. It’s obvious," she said quietly.
I looked at her for a long second. "So... how does it feel to watch someone you do... do someone else?" I said the words slowly, watching for a reaction.
She just rolled her eyes. "I don’t know what you are talking about."
"Do you also know that I know you are the mastermind behind me hooking up with her that night?" I asked. "The more I remember, the more I realize you were the one who directed me to her room when I asked for a bathroom."
Yes. I remembered that clearly now. She was the one. When Malo explained to me that night, When I woke up the next day, I remembered asking someone where the bathroom was so I could try to cool my heat. It turned out to be this bitch sitting right in front of me.
"You have no proof of that," she said, her voice completely flat. "You also lied about the video in your locker. You don’t have it. Just stay quiet like you have been. Pretend you don’t know anything."
Bitch, that is exactly what I have been doing. Your secret is out anyway, but it’s not my business.
"I would punch you right now, but I am saving it for the right moment," I said, leaning in. "The day I get to beat the shit out of you."
I meant every word.
She actually smiled. It was a small, dangerous one.
"You really think you, Faye Grande, an ordinary omega, can pin me down? You weren’t even able to pin Peamah to the ground. What makes you think you can pin me? I am a lot worse than my own brother."
