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Autobiography	By : tartausucre Category: 1 through F > Firewall Views: 1918 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Once the compression bandage was in place — invisible but for the electric blue stripe at the top of her sock — Bill approached and stood beside her. It took Margaux a moment to realise that he was offering her his arm. She fought back the anxiety that was beginning to brew inside her and stood up. It took a minute, however, before she could bring herself to put her hand on his forearm.
With her free hand, she picked up the cooling pack and slipped it into her cardigan pocket.
“Shall we, then?”
His arm was hard beneath his shirtsleeve. The reminder of his physical strength made her more nervous still. But she followed, nevertheless, as he led her down the hall. As if she had any choice in the matter.
When they reached the sitting room, Robert was still in Bill’s spot. He caught her eye and fixed her with a knowing look, then stood and moved in front of the television, leaving room for Bill to take his place.
Margaux stood to one side of the door: watching Bill watching Robert watch her. She felt as though her heart might burst. She couldn’t cope with much more of this.
“Robert, go out and get us some food.”
He didn’t respond immediately. An awful, heavy feeling began to churn in Margaux’s belly, as though something terrible was about to happen.
“You were just out. Why didn’t you pick something up?”
With slow, deliberate movements, Bill got back up, and approached Robert until they stood toe to toe, eye to eye. Despite herself, Margaux felt a stab of fear for Bill — he was a tall man, but not a big one. Robert was easily twice as broad across the chest, to say nothing of those enormous fists, clenched by his sides. What would happen if things kicked off? She suspected that things would not go well for her if the larger man won.
“Do you know, it’s amazing, Rob, but I could have sworn I just heard you question me. Isn’t that funny? Isn’t that strange?”
She saw him grit his teeth, but to Margaux’s amazement, Robert averted his gaze from Bill’s and seemed to back down. Bill’s face had taken on that eerie, expressionless quality.
“I thought perhaps some Thai. How does that grab you, Margaux?”
She felt at once like a rabbit in car headlights.
“I, um — that sounds fine.”
Bill didn’t once take those cold blue eyes from Robert’s face. It occurred to Margaux for the first time that Robert actually seemed intimidated. What did he know about Bill to be afraid of him?
“You heard the lady, Rob. Chop chop.”
Robert turned to go, and as he passed her he met her eye with a dark expression. If Margaux was certain of anything, it was this: she would pay for witnessing Robert’s humiliation tonight.
Heavy steps thudded down the hallway.
The rustle of paper money. The jingle of keys.
The front door slammed. The van engine started.
He was gone, but Margaux stayed stock still — afraid to look at Bill, afraid not to look at him. Bill exhaled softly.
“Margaux, come over here.”
She obeyed, taking her usual spot and looking down at her lap. He didn’t sit. For a few seconds he just looked at her.
“I’m going to open a bottle of wine. Would you like some?” She started to respond in the negative, and he waved a hand dismissively. “Of course you would.”
He swept out of the room, and returned from the kitchen with a bottle, two glasses and a corkscrew. She wondered how they could be so apparently desperate for money and yet spend what they had on wine.
“Here — take that metal seal off for me, if you would. I’ll stick something on.”
Margaux held the bottle between her knees, picking at the little tab at the top. Bill was rifling through the tapes again.
“I found some old horror films at the back here. Do you fancy one?”
“If you like.”
He turned and met her eye. “Is that a yes, or a ‘please don’t hurt me’?”
“I—”
“I won’t hurt you. Not unless you misbehave, Margaux. I promise you that.” His gaze dropped to her hands. “You’ve cut yourself.”
She looked down. There was a smear of blood across the back of her left hand. Blood was welling up from the pad of her right index finger.
“Oh.”
“Let me see.” He crossed back to her side of the room and sat beside her.
“It’s okay. I just nicked it on the bottle…”
He took hold of her wrist and brought her hand up to his mouth, where he took her fingertip between his lips. Margaux’s breath caught in her throat. The heat of his mouth seemed strange to her. As if she had expected it to be cold. Reptilian.
The look in his eyes as his tongue moved over her fingertip was almost too much to bear, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away. His gaze was utterly, horribly captivating.
“There. Isn’t that better?”
Margaux was silent. Dumbstruck. Bill laughed and went back to choosing a tape.
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