Chapter 26

I feel sick.

After hearing how Jules feels about betrayal, I almost do not want to tell him I'm not this chubby teen named Lard.

I like Lard.

I think he should stay, and Charlie needs to retreat quietly. I don't think I can handle Jules's expression and his anger towards me. It's not my fault that I'm a double agent. Well, I mean, shit...

Maybe a little my fault.

"I really think you should tell him now, or today. The men should be back," Star says as she washes hands in the canyon river. Jules and the men were gone for two days, slaying the evils of the undead. Like true F-ing heroes, selfless and honorable.

The opposite of me, apparently.

My deceitful ways.

"No way," I mutter and look around, thankful we are the only ones down here. "I can't. You heard what Jules said. He hates me for my constant deception."

She sighs, wiping her hands on her pants. "The longer you wait, the worse it will be. Rip the bandaid off."