Behind Blue Eyes
I take a long swig of whiskey from the nearly empty bottle beside me before slamming it back on the table with a heavy sigh, I run my hands over my face and slouch back in the chair.
When Dad called me out of the blue about 8 months ago to hire me out, had no idea what I was getting into. I had followed Quinn for a couple of months, getting to memorise her routine, who she hung out with, where she hung out, all the normal kind of stuff. Once I had it down pat, I had to find a way to ease myself into her life to get closer to her, it was going to be the only way this would work out and me not end up back behind bars. I have only been out for 9 months after a 5 year stint for involuntary manslaughter and am on parole, I cant afford to stuff up.
This is becoming hard, I have let it go on for too long, and I am starting to feel things for her. I can certainly see why my brother was so fixated on her. I need to remember why I am doing this in the first place. She killed my brother, maybe not directly but it was her fault and she is going to pay for it. My father has paid me quite the handsome fee for this, no way I am backing out of this now.
My original plan was to kidnap her one night after work and take her out to one of the back roads and kill her, leaving her body in the middle of an overgrown paddock but I am now thinking I may be able to use this situation to my advantage. I can tell she is affected by me, her breathing slowed and I felt her body shiver when I touched her and she wanted me to kiss her, I had to stop myself from going too far. Yes, this should work out perfectly.
So, I am guessing by now that you want to know why I am after her? My name is Jaxon MacIntyre, that's right -I am Ace's brother, older of course. I was in Jail when this all went down and my brother's life was stolen from him at the hands of his girlfriend – Quinn Paisley. I didn't know the full story until my father called to ask for my help, he explained everything to me and after he was done – I was more than happy to take up his offer. He hired me as a hitman, Quinn Paisley is going to be nothing but a memory when I am done with her, just like my brother. He has paid me quite a sum of money up front and a further hefty sum once completed so I am eager to get this done with but I have to play it smart and clean.
Ace was a great kid, he was a pain in my ass, sure, but I loved him like crazy. We always made time to play ball with each other every arvo or we would just talk and muck around. Ace knew more about me than our parents do, we never had any secrets – until her.
He started spending less time with me, always making up excuses like he had to study or some crap like that but I knew better. I followed him one afternoon when he was apparently going to the library to study with a group of friends, but the library is not where he ended up that afternoon. He was blowing me off for a girl? Seriously? I was pissed. A girl!!
Anyway, when he came home that night, I confronted him and he spilled his guts to me about Quinn. I felt sorry for him so I didn't give him too much grief about it. Our family lived in the richer suburbs but Quinn lived in the poorer, he would be banished from the family home if he was caught dating a poor commoner but he was really taken by her. I helped him cover it up for a while before I had a fight with our father and got kicked out, the not long after that ended up inside. I didn't actually ever get the chance to meet her. After about a year or coming up on a year, I got a call from my mother to tell me that Ace was out at a party the night before and he didn't come home, he wasn't answering his phone and no one had seen him all day, she was a mess. I spent the next 2 days sitting in my cell waiting for my mother to call and tell me he was ok. The call came but I didn't want to hear what I did from the other end – Ace had been killed. My mother never called me to update me on what happened exactly and if the killer was behind bars yet. Every new inmate that came through the halls, I wondered if they were my brother killer. I kept to myself from then on, I couldn't trust anyone anymore.
When I was finally granted bail earlier this year, I travelled for a bit before I got the call for this job. Seeing as I was not tied down anywhere and he was offering a substantial reward , who was I to turn it down. Of course I had my reservations so I didn't jump at to right away, I thought about it for a few hours. My father then filled me in on the whole story of what happened that night and that Ace was not the only one that was killed, there were many others. He shouldn't have even been there at that party but he was suckered in by none other than – yes, Quinn. Its her fault this happened, if it weren't for her and her trashy trailer park friends, my brother would still be alive. Its not fair that she got to live and he didn't but I will put an end to that soon enough.
A feel the slightest pang of guilt as I think about it and strange and unwelcome dull ache in my heart, I can't have feelings for this girl, I need to just seduce her and get my family's revenge.
I am starting to get a bit antsy now, I fidget with the bottle now back in my hands before I scull the remainder of the smooth amber liquid and throw the bottle against the wall, it shatters into several large chunks and a scattering of smaller shards cascading to the floor " Fuck!".
No, this needs to be done now, I can't let this keep going on.