Sequel: Attero Vicis

The Wasted Days.

I didn’t want to tell him yet.

So, I shook my head.

“No, what?” Jared asked, scared. “No, you don’t want to talk about it? Or, no, you don’t want… please tell me it’s the first one.” Salt water dripped from one of his eyes and I saw myself reaching up to wipe it away. I nodded.

He could take this any way he wanted to.

“Salem…”

“I just can’t, Jare.” I whispered.

I stole my ice cream back from him after what felt like hours of silence. He was too busy trying to burn a hole through the ceiling. “I’m sorry.” I mumbled around a mouthful of melting ice cream.

“It’s your choice… I guess.” In just those words his voice cracked. It was like the world was breaking in two. Earth shattering.