Chapter 9.2: Torn & Conflicted

AMBROSE

“That doesn’t seem right.” The words echoed inside my head, but I couldn’t let them out of my mouth. It seems like there’s a lump in my throat that wouldn’t let me spit out the words. I tried to find the strength to tell Phil that this wasn’t a good idea, but I didn’t want to seem weak and hypocritical.

Phil began to swing the bat into the air as if he was trying to swing it at someone and that someone was August. Marlon seems to be with Phil. I was the one who had been fantasizing horrible things to do to August, but now it feels utterly cruel to see and hear it come out of Phil. Phil seemed like he was itching to smash that baseball onto someone’s torso. I don’t have any qualms about the fact that he’s got my back, but I feel like this isn’t his shit. This is my shit, and I should be the one planning my own battle.

 

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