Page 78 of Kane

“Probably an axe murderer,” another voice calls, but it’s strangely familiar.

My vision starts to blur and bright lights blind me. I hear footsteps.

Voices.

No… no, this can not happen now, it can’t, I—

“What the hell?” the sweet voice calls out.

My body locks up and the pain in my head is too much. I can barely speak, all I can do is scream one word, one name.

“Ryder!”

“Get your brother,” the even, smooth voice says. Why does it sound so familiar…

The lights flicker and a moment later, I hear footsteps.

“Look at me,” the smooth voice says.

I can’t.

“It hurts,” I cry. “Fuck, it hurts!”

“I know,” she says. “But you have to open your eyes so I can check you out.”

Check me out?

What?

“I’m a med student,” she says. Her voice clear, solid.

I open my eyes, but everything is blurry. I feel Ryder beside me, his arms pulling me close.

“Kane, are you okay?”

“Kane?” the woman says. And I know I’ve heard her say my name before.

Though her voice isn’t even and smooth now. It shakes.

“That’s his name. It’s Kane.”

Jasper’s voice falters, bleeding into Ryder’s.

This is it.

This is how I die. My mind fracturing and ruining the one perfect moment I dared to have.

Someone shines a light in my eye.

“Look at me, Kane,” the voice says.

I blink, trying to clear my vision, the tears.

And when I do, I wish I kept my eyes closed.

Because I’d know those dark green eyes anywhere.

They’re his eyes.