replace the ones I ruined on my wife’s headstone.
I trace the letters of her name and sigh. “Miss you, babe.”
Standing back up, I look at the names on the tombstones, and quickly realize it’s more than just Moira’s grandparents buried here. Pain slices through me. Her entire family is buried here, right beside Hilary. Fuck, I’m a dick.
I get back to the shop and get to work.
Angel hired a new girl in the office, since he doesn’t want Eden working anymore. I’m thankful for that, because I wouldn’t be able to continue working here if I had to see that bitch’s face every day. She ruined our lives. I’ll never forgive her for what she has taken from my son. My fists clench thinking of her. Every time I think of her, I want to hit someone or something, hard.
I’m working on a truck that came in for some minor repairs, when I hear her giggling. I clench my jaw, hoping like fuck she doesn’t come and try to talk to me. I grind my teeth, trying to fight the bitter taste just hearing her voice leaves in my mouth. My hopes are dashed when I see her glance over at me with a timid look. I glare at her, hoping she gets the fuckin’ hint not to come over. Of course, she doesn’t get it. She flinches at my look but ends up walking over.
“Mason,” she says quietly.
I grind my teeth before answering. “Eden,” is all I say back.
“Can we talk? Please? I know you’re angry with me, but...” she starts. Her hair is tucked behind her ear, her face soft, angelic even with her scars. But she is no angel.
Cutting her off, I growl at her, “You fuckin’ bitch. Seriously? Angry at you? No, I’m not. I fuckin’ hate you.” My anger grows, and I wrap my hand around her neck, bringing my face in close. “You should be the one fuckin’ dead. You shouldn’t get to have your happily ever fuckin’ after. Nothin’ but a selfish fuckin’ bitch.” I push her away, and watch as she stumbles a bit.
“Touch her like that again, bro, I’ll end you,” Angel bellows from behind her, glaring at me.
“Keep her the fuck away from me and we won’t have any problems. Don’t need her in my workplace, fuckin’ up my day.”
Eden drops her eyes at my words. Doesn’t she realize how deep she has cut me? I will never fuckin’ let her back into my life. That bitch is dead to me. A cold snap hits me, causing me to shiver.
His eyes narrow at me, going dark. I know this shit is putting a real strain on our friendship. “What is your problem with her, man?” he asks me, almost looking confused. “She’s been your best friend since we were kids.”
I let out a loud laugh. Motherfucker must be as dumb as she is. Guess I need to paint a picture. “Best friends? Nah, brother, we ain’t friends at all. She murdered Hilary. She’s the reason everyone’s fuckin’ lives are ruined. I don’t get you either, man. She fucked you over almost as bad as she fucked me over, yet there you are, being tugged around by your fuckin’ dick.” I snarl at him.
I see a muscle tick on his face before he answers. “We all lost Hilary, not just you. It’s been months. Do you think Hilary would want you like this? Huh?” He takes a heated step toward me. Bad idea. I don’t want to fight with him, but I will if he pushes me too far.
“Don’t,” I growl out. “Don’t fuckin’ talk to me about my wife. All that cunt,” I say, pointing to Eden, “had to do was open her mouth years ago. But, oh no, she was too selfish for that shit. It’s her fault Monica and Hilary are dead. Hell, because of your cunt of a woman, Lilly had to lie all the time to Zippo, causin’ a shit load of breakups and all that shit with Kayla. I don’t know how you can all stand to be around her.” My voice is raised, practically yelling at him. Through my yelling, a cold blast hits me again, what the hell? No one else seems to notice it, seems to be just me.
“Man, what the fuck is going on out here? Customers are complaining about