19
Green Gangster Ghouly
Alex held the gun to his head.
His eyes blazed purple, but they were his eyes…mostly.
“It’s still here.” He was huddled in a corner of the room on the floor, knees drawn up to his chest, the tattoo on his back flush against the wall.
The sight made my eyes burn with tears I could not let fall. Not now. Alex needed me. The calm, reasonable, not crying version of me.
I let Tangwystl’s tip rest against the floor.
“It may still be here, but you’re here, too. That’s a pretty big improvement over just a few minutes ago.”
A tortured look crossed his face. “What did I do?”
“You didn’t do anything. Whatever it is inside of you, it didn’t get a chance to hurt a fly.” I left out the part about me beating him about the head and shoulders. He could blame me for any hea
