Flight – Can Bisty come to terms with Dee’s death? The next part of ‘The Gone’.
We start to move away and I can’t help but look behind us. Just moments ago Dee had been fine and now she was nothing more than a broken pile on the floor. I ought to feel something, but I don’t. At one point, when she’d held the knife on Max, I would have killed her myself, yet now that she is dead I don’t feel anything. Not sympathy, not relief, nothing.
“Max?” I call out. He slows and walks beside me. He says nothing but I know he is waiting for me to say something.
“Dee…” I start.
“I had to,” he interrupts. “She was turning and despite everything she didn’t deserve to become on of those things…”
I place a hand on his arm. “I know. I was just worried….”
I sigh and drop my hand. “I felt nothing. I ought to, but…” I shrug.
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