J. Cooper - Everlasting Sin

“Clara’s death is not your fault.”

“I should have been with her that night. I shouldn’t have left her. I shouldn’t have been with you. What I did was wrong.”

“We were both wrong, Hudson.” Her voice cracked. “It’s not your fault. It’s mine.”

“No. No, it’s not. You were caught up in the moment.”

“I deleted the text message, Hudson. She sent you a text message to come and get her and I deleted it. You didn’t know. Don’t you see? It’s my fault. I’m the one who stopped you from going to get her. If it weren’t for me being jealous, you would have gone to get her. She’d still be alive.”

I stopped dead at her words. I felt sick to my stomach and my face paled.

“Hudson, please don’t hate me. I’m so sorry. You have to know that I never would have deleted the messages if I’d known. I just wanted to be with you. I didn’t want you to leave. I’m the bad one here, not you. Please don’t close down or blame yourself anymore. If you’d known, you would have gone for her. If you’d seen that text, she’d still be alive. I’m so sorry, Hudson.”

I hung up the phone and let it drop to the ground. I felt like I couldn’t breathe or see. Everything in me had frozen at Riley’s words. She still believed in me after all that. That was what made me feel worse. That she still had complete and utter faith in me after everything.

I collapsed to the ground and slammed my fist into the concrete, screaming and shouting. I sat there with my bloody fist in my hand and closed my eyes. This time, all I could see was Clara’s face as I tucked her into bed that last night with a flask of whiskey. “Sweet dreams,” I had whispered in her ear, my mind only thinking about Riley and the night ahead. “I’ll see you in the morning.” I smiled at her as she gazed up at me with hurt eyes.

She’d known, like I had, that it was over between us. She’d known I’d been distant. I thought she’d known how I’d felt about Riley. The one thing neither of us knew was that that would be the last time we’d ever see each other.

I jumped up off the ground, grabbed my bag, and started walking. Riley was wrong. I was responsible for Clara’s death, and if Riley knew everything, I knew she’d never believe in me again. And that was the most troubling thing to me out of everything. I couldn’t stand for Riley to know who I really was. Because if she knew, she would hate me forever. Just like I hated myself.

Riley

Present Day

It had been two weeks since I’d seen Hudson. He hadn’t been at the gym on the days I’d gone and I had been too numb to care. I didn’t blame him for hating me. What I’d done was wrong and I wasn’t sure if I would have been able to forgive myself either. That didn’t stop it from hurting inside, of course. The pain was raw and deep. I felt like I had been ripped open and my guts were hanging out for all the world to see. To have come so close to happiness again and lose it was devastating.

Being with Hudson the second time had confirmed to me what I’d already known. He held my heart. He held it in his hands and he had crushed it when he’d hung up on me after I’d told him about the text message. I knew what I had done was wrong, but I hadn’t expected him to be so done with me.

Part of me wondered if maybe he had lied that night. Maybe he really hadn’t wanted to break up with Clara. Maybe he had loved her. Maybe I was just a dalliance. An easy piece of meat. He had been a young college boy and I had basically offered myself up on a platter. “Make love to me. Take my virginity.” What man was going to say no that? I was ashamed of myself for having been so easy and then letting him sleep with me again.

I closed my eyes as I sat in the car, too nervous to head into the gym. Today was the day of the final match between Hudson and Channing. Whoever won would represent the club at the championships. Eden and I had talked about it and we both hoped that Channing would be the one to represent the club. I’d done some research and found out that there had been two people who had died at the previous year’s event. Justin had told me that some of the fighters thought they were a part of the Hunger Games and did anything to win, even if it meant someone dying.

I was scared for Hudson and I didn’t want him to win. A part of me wanted to beg him to withdraw, but I knew he wouldn’t listen to me. He was entering the championship to give money to Clara’s mom. There was no way he was going to let me talk him out of that.

I jumped out of my car, ready to walk into the gym, when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder.

I turned around and my eyes widened in surprise. “Luke? What are you doing here?”

“Came to see my friend kick some ass,” he laughed, but his eyes looked worried.

“I wish you wouldn’t have told him to do this.” I sighed and shook my head.

“Hey, he’s going to make a million dollars.”

“If he wins.” I glared at him.

“Well, nice to see you too, Riley.”

“It is good to see you.” I gave him a quick hug. “I’m just worried. People die, you know.”

“Hudson knows how to take care of himself.” Luke turned away from me. “He’ll be fine.”

“I hope so.”

“Been skinny dipping lately?” He raised an eyebrow, and I frowned at him.

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing. I was just remembering how much you liked to go skinny dipping those summers in Florida.”

“I don’t think so.” My heart raced as I stared at him. “The only summer I went skinny dipping was the last time I went to Florida and you weren’t there.”

“Uh huh.”

“How did you know I went?”

“I just guessed.”

“Did Hudson tell you?” I frowned, and he shook his head.

“No, Hudson didn’t tell me anything.”

“I see.” I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed. “Why didn’t you come that summer anyways?”

“I had an internship, but I did make it down for a few days.” His face turned red and he pulled out his phone. “Hold on. I think Hudson is calling me.”

“I didn’t know you came down.” I frowned, trying to remember. “You didn’t stay at the cottage.”

“No, I didn’t.” He put his phone back in his pocket. “Hudson wants to see me.”

“Really?” I frowned.

“Yeah.” He quickly walked ahead of me.

“Luke,” I called after him. “Why do you care so much about Hudson entering the fight?”

“Well, I know he wants to give some of the money to Clara’s mom.” He shrugged. “It would help her out a lot.”

“What do you care?”

“Clara really loved her mom. Everything she did was for her.” His tone changed. “She’s the only girl I know who really cared about someone more than herself.”

“I didn’t realize you knew her that well.”

“We went to college together,” he snapped. “She dated my best friend. We were friends.”

“Okay.” I put a hand up. “No need to bite my head off.”

“Stop questioning me.”

“I wasn’t questioning you. What’s your problem?”

“Sorry. I’m just stressed.” He sighed. “I’m concerned about Hudson as well.”

“Right. You’re scared he’s going to get hurt?”

“No, I’m scared he’s not going to win. He needs to win that money.” His voice rose. “You need to make sure he wins.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head, and I could see a dazed look in his eyes. “Sorry. Nothing.”

“You okay, Luke?” I frowned as I stared at him. He looked like he was wired.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He nodded. “Sorry, okay?” He rushed into the gym ahead of me and I wondered what his problem was.

Something about his demeanor had seemed off. A part of me wondered if he was going to try and take the money from Hudson if he won. I knew that Luke didn’t have a job, and now I wondered if he had gotten himself into some sort of gambling debt or something. Something seemed really odd about how anxious he was for Hudson to win. I didn’t buy that he was worried about Clara’s mom. What did he care if Clara’s mom was kicked out or not? It just seemed fishy to me.

I froze in the middle of the gym as I realized that all of the equipment had been moved to the side and that there were gym mats on the ground. They had been roped off like a boxing ring and there were first aid kits sitting at the side of the mats.

Justin walked up to me with a smile. “Hey, you.”

“Hey, Justin.”

“You excited?”

“Not really,” I shook my head. “More like worried.”

“Yeah, me too,” he whispered, and I gave him a sharp look.

“Why are you worried?”

“Channing is not going to go down without a very dirty fight.” He looked around and continued talking. “He’s was already pissed that Hudson might take away his opportunity and now he’s angry that Hudson took his girl as well.”

“What girl?” My heart flipped as I thought about Hudson with someone else.

Justin gave me a look. “You, of course.”

“Me?” I frowned. “What are you talking about?”

“Channing thinks you’re cute.” Justin shrugged. “He was hoping you guys would hook up on the camping trip. That’s why he put his bag next to you. But then your bag went missing and...you know.”

“No, I don’t know.”

“Well, I know you guys tried to be quiet, but you know...” Justin’s eyes looked embarrassed.

“Oh, my God.” I flushed red as I realized what he was saying.

“You were the only girl.” He made a face. “Channing felt like Hudson stole you.”

“Hudson and I have history.” I blushed.

“Yeah, and he left you by yourself.” Justin shrugged. “He doesn’t seem like a great guy to me, but I don’t know him well. I’m just saying that I think Channing is out for blood tonight.”