HalfDoomed

At a festival, 18-year-old Remy overhears a very private conversation. He listens as two people talk about killing another person. He is compelled to follow them and witnesses as a boy about his age murders another teenager. But was this taking of another's life justified? Remy soon finds that he is unable to separate himself from these people and must get closer to this boy in order to find out what brought him into a situation where he needed to kill someone.

Warning: There are mentions of sexual assault throughout this book. The actual act is not explicitly described, but if you are sensitive to that kind of thing, you might want to skip this book.

What Happened (Novel)

Remy awoke to an empty room and someone knocking at his door. "Yeah?"


He pulled himself out of bed and opened the door. "What's up?"


"Renee's coming home tomorrow." His face held no emotion.


"Uh huh." He stepped further into the room, falling onto Remy's bed.


"Right. But... anything more wrong than everything that's already wrong?"


Landon shrugged, "I guess." He didn't say anything else for quite some time, and Remy just stood by the bed awkwardly. "Remy?"


"If I told you something, would you swear not to tell anyone else? And would you also not judge me?"


He considered giving him a sardonic answer, but he asked it so seriously that he knew Landon was in no mood for games. "Of course."


"This is just a hypothetical, so don't think it's real or anything." He paused for a while. "I would never be able to break up with Renee. And I'm not saying that I want to. I'm just saying... that if anything changed between us, I wouldn't be able to break up with her because I'd feel so guilty about it. She's gone through so much, and I'd be such a jerk to dump her, especially since I'm one of the only people she can confide in."


He hesitated, "W-Well, I guess that's it. Unless you had anything to add."


Remy felt a strong sense that Landon was waiting for him to say something that would make him feel better about these thoughts. "This is a much different conversation than the one we had where you said you wanted to marry her." He said somberly.


"That was before she tried to kill herself... and before she said I wasn't enough for her."


The words came out bitterly, and Remy couldn't respond to that. He had never heard Landon say one bad word about Renee, and now it sounded like he was mad at her for trying to kill herself... and maybe he was.


It was a strange request coming from him, but Remy got onto the bed and put his arms around Landon anyway. He didn't know how to feel about what Landon had just confessed. It was a lot to take in. "Should we do something special for Renee tomorrow?"


"Yeah, we should." After a long silence, he said, "Please don't get me wrong, Rem. I love her. So much. I've just been having a hard time dealing with all this. And I feel so bad for feeling bad because if anyone deserves to feel bad, it's her. And I can't tell her how much this is weighing down on me. That could make her feel guilty; it just wouldn't be fair to her. And life has already been so unfair to her."


Landon kept talking until his voice gradually faded into breaths as he fell asleep. And Remy, despite his earlier nap, felt just as tired as before after hearing that. Despite this new information which brought him a lot of anxiety, he soon fell asleep, holding tightly onto Landon, as if he could stop all his negative feelings just by keeping him in his arms.


Hold Me