Greywalker - Kat Richardson [76]
I shook my head and shrugged. I hadn’t wrapped my mind around it yet, either. Broken contracts I understood. The rest would have to wait.
“When I told him what was happening, he laughed at me,” Cameron continued. “He thought it was funny that I was sick and puking because I was trying to eat regular food. Then he explained it to me and he laughed even harder. I was humiliated and upset, but I was so sick I begged him to help me. He agreed because I was ‘amusing.’
“I was like a trained monkey that he liked to show off to his friends. I listened to them, though, and I figured out that they knew things weren’t going too smooth for me because of Edward. Except for the humiliation, I didn’t even care. I was getting through it and that was what mattered to me. But Edward . . . likes messing with people. Does it like a sport. I mean ordinary humans who have no idea. He can be cold or nasty to other vampires, too, but it isn’t the same. He’s got a whole collection of butt kissers and flunkies. He treats anyone he thinks is inferior like an animal or a toy. And he seems to think all ordinary humans are just dirt to walk on.
“When I started to feel OK, I told him I didn’t like it. I told him, y’know, what comes around goes around. But he was still laughing at me. He said I didn’t have any idea what I was talking about, that I was a ‘foolish little boy’ who was still more animal than vampire, that I should shut up, mind my betters, and do as I was told. He also told me that I should stop thinking that the rules and morals of ‘stupid animals’ had any hold on a higher species. ‘Higher species,’ ” Cameron snorted.
“I flipped a bit. I told him he was scum. That he wasn’t any more evolved than a protozoa whipping its tail through the mud of the primordial ooze. That he wasn’t any better than an oversize tsetse fly, sucking the blood of creatures better than him and infecting them with his own brand of sleeping sickness. I said that every society had rules of some kind and that it was only bullies who preyed on those weaker or less fortunate than they and that any reasonable society would pitch someone like him straight into the nearest volcano for recycling.”
Cameron slumped back in his chair, the agitation of his recitation seeming to drain him of energy. “He beat the crap out of me. Then he dumped me on a street corner in Tacoma and told me the next time I spoke to him, he’d stake me out on the top of the Washington Mutual Tower for the morning sun. And that’s the last word I ever had out of him.”
I had to take a couple of breaths and slow my brain back down before I could say anything. “That was quite a speech.”
“Yeah. The one time in my life I was eloquent,” he admitted.
“And after that, no one else was willing to talk to you, either?”
“That’s right. Alice warned me off once, but even she won’t look at me anymore.”
“Alice?”
“Alice Liddell. Another vampire.” Cameron waved away the details for now. “Doesn’t like Edward, but even she said I might have gone a bit too far.”
“You regret what you said?” I asked.
“Yeah, I do. Not the sentiment, but . . . losing it like that. He could have killed me. It was just stupid. I should have found some other way to get out of the situation.” He was fidgeting again.
“So what you’re so embarrassed about is that you lost your temper?”
“Well, yeah . . . it’s a pretty ugly temper.”
I leaned forward and gazed at him until he looked back at me. I managed to hold his stare even while the sensation of cold knives shredded me. “You’re an idiot,” I said.
“Hey. That’s a little harsh, isn’t it?”
“No,” I replied. “You dove into a situation you hadn’t fully evaluated and didn’t understand. Under the circumstances, that makes sense. But after that, you only made your own situation worse. You should be embarrassed. Your temper got you into deep kimchi with Edward and it’ll get you in just as deep with me, if you don’t keep a lid on it. You ought to be scared out of your damned mind. I am.”
I sat back, tired out by