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#13: I Choose Us
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2026-05-02 22:41:01The street market is a world I did not know existed and I’m annoyed at myself for not knowing it existed because it’s truly extraordinary.
It runs two full blocks, dense and colorful and loud in the way that is interesting rather than overwhelming, with stalls selling everything from secondhand books to handmade jewelry to food that smells so good I make an actual involuntary sound when we walk past one particular corner. Eli buys me something fried and wrapped in paper from a stall run
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The world comes back in pieces. My head throbs like someone is hammering nails into my skull from the inside. Metal groans around me and the sharp smell of burnt rubber and gasoline fills my nose. I blink hard, trying to make sense of the upside-down angle of the streetlights filtering through the cracked windshield. The car is on its side but I am still strapped in, my body hanging awkwardly against the seatbelt with one leg pinned beneath something heavy.Eli’s voice cuts through the haze. “Lucia. Lucia, stay with me. Open your eyes.”I turn my head toward the sound and find him half inside the driver’s side, which is now above us, his face tight with focus as he works at the crumpled metal near my legs. Blood trickles from a cut on his forehead, but he doesn’t seem to notice or care. His hands move fast, prying at the dashboard that has shifted inward and trapped my left leg.“Eli,” I manage in a dry voice. “What happened?”“Another car slammed into us. We need to get you out q
SIR #13: I Choose Us
The street market is a world I did not know existed and I’m annoyed at myself for not knowing it existed because it’s truly extraordinary.It runs two full blocks, dense and colorful and loud in the way that is interesting rather than overwhelming, with stalls selling everything from secondhand books to handmade jewelry to food that smells so good I make an actual involuntary sound when we walk past one particular corner. Eli buys me something fried and wrapped in paper from a stall run by an old man who Eli calls tiger for some reason. “How does he know you?” I ask, unwrapping the paper, and whatever is inside is so good I immediately stop forming other thoughts.“I’ve been coming here since I was twelve,” Eli says, in the easy way he talks about his neighborhood, matter-of-fact and without the self-consciousness that comes from people who mistake simplicity for something to be embarrassed about.I ask him things and he answers them, he doesn’t seem to get tire
SIR #12: I Want To Take You Somewhere
My father delivers the news the way he delivers all news he knows I won’t like, which is calmly, over breakfast, while my mother does the thing where she’s very interested in her orange juice.“This year’s birthday will be a family dinner,” he says in the tone that is not a discussion opener. “Given recent events, a large gathering is too much of a security risk.”I put my fork down. I pick it up again. I put it down. “It’s my eighteenth birthday,” I say.“Yes.”“My eighteenth.”“I heard you the first time, Lucia.”“Dad.” I say his name with every ounce of reasonable, measured maturity I have ever possessed, which is being assembled from scratch in real time. “I have been planning this since I was fifteen. The dress is bought. The venue deposit is paid. The invitations went out three weeks ago.”“We’ll cover the deposit,” he says, and turns a page of his newspaper.“It’s not about the deposit!”“Language,” he says mildly, to the newspaper.“I didn’t say anything.”“You were about to.”
SIR #11: For Your Father
Elias’s POVHis mother cried when he told her.Not sad crying. The other kind, the kind that comes from a place past hope, when something you stopped believing was possible suddenly becomes real and your body doesn’t have a clean response for it. She sat at the kitchen table and put her face in her hands and her shoulders shook as Eli stood across from her.“Elias,” she said, when she could finally speak again. “Do you understand what this means?”“It means we can cover the medication through the end of the year,” he said, because that was what it meant to him, the most immediate and concrete thing.She looked up at him with red eyes and a kind of brightness in her face that he hadn’t seen in years, not the soft, tired warmth she sometimes managed on good mornings, but something fierce and electric and almost frightening in its intensity.“It means we’ve got them,” she said. “It means we finally have someone on the inside.”She picked up her phone before he could say anything else. As
SIR #10: Old Debts
The first thing I see when I walk into the kitchen Monday morning is Eli at my family’s breakfast table, sittng where Zeke used to seat, and eating Maria’s rosemary bread. The second thing I see is my eleven-year-old brother Lucas sitting directly across from him, leaning forward with both elbows on the table and the expression he gets during particularly riveting episodes of whatever documentary series he’s currently obsessed with, which apparently this morning is Elias Arden in the flesh. “But what’s the difference between a hook and a cross?” Lucas is saying, with the intensity of someone who needs this answered before they can continue with their day. “Setup versus power,” Eli says, and he gestures with his fork in a way that somehow communicates the mechanics of it. “Hook comes from the side, shorter range, more snap. Cross goes straight with full rotation behind it, that’s where the real damage is.” “Which one did you use on those guys in the alley?” “Lucas,” I say, from th
SIR #9. Call Me David
Eli’s POV The numbers won’t change no matter how many times he looks at them. This is a thing Eli has known since he was old enough to understand what numbers meant, that staring at them longer doesn’t produce different results, that the math is the math and wishing it were otherwise is a luxury that costs more than he has. He knows this. He still opens the banking app and closes it and opens it again, because the alternative is sitting at the kitchen table at seven in the morning with nothing to do but listen to the apartment breathe. He lays it out the way he does every two weeks, Notepad, pen, phone face-up for the calculator. Rent on the left column. Utilities. Groceries, estimated. His mother’s kidney medication, which is not estimated because it doesn’t vary and cannot be reduced and is, by itself, more than their combined food costs for the month. Then a gap for the boxing money on the right column, which should be there and isn’t, because last night he didn’t make it to
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I feel David’s arms around me before I even realise I have dropped to the floor. I feel myself struggling to breathe, trying to comprehend what David has just said to me. My father ordered a hit on my mother. My mother had been dating Nicholas Hale. The two sentences
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I know it won’t take long for Malcolm to realise I’m gone. But it will be long enough for me to get to David’s apartment.That’s the only thing I can think of doing.Sel and Nico are safe at The Red Room. At least, I hope they are, because I don’t seem to have my phone on me to warn them
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“Sorry, who is this? And why do you have her phone?”Marcus’s question into his phone doesn’t get a response straight away.The second he saw Sel’s name pop up with an incoming call, he stepped out of David’s study, the excitement bubbling in his stomach at the thought of talking to her.
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I kiss him back eagerly, the relief flooding through my body. He still wants me. He wants to stay. This is the chance to fix things. I rush to undo the rest of his buttons as his tongue delves into my mouth, his hands coming back to my face, holding me as close to him as he can. When I
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