Chapter 13
October
22nd,
2011
Khanty Mansiysk
For two days Constantin didn't
let Guntram come near Konrad no matter how many times he pleaded to
be allowed to see him. “Earn your privilege to be near him. You
don't behave like a sensible person at all. You have everything you
could want but yet, you reject it. That's quite a self destructive
behaviour in my opinion. Not very sane, right?” Constantin had
taunted him and Guntram remained speechless.
“I'll do anything you want.
I'll stay here, but let me be with him,” he whispered.
“I'll think about it,”
Constantin answered nonchalantly. “I'm also tired of your permanent
tantrums and dramas. If you're nervous, take the pills the doctor
prescribed you, but don't take it on me.” He left the underground
bedroom without casting a glance at Guntram's huddled form.
Time passed slowly as his
thoughts assaulted him. The loneliness was not so terrible as the
uncertainty. Guntram was well aware that Constantin's patience with
him was well over. He had played his last card and he had lost. 'He
knows I don't love him, yet he wants me. If he were through with me,
he would have killed me without a single second thought. He will not
give up or feel any regrets like Konrad would. He has no mercy in his
soul and we are only good for him as long as we are useful for him.'
'What does he mean by earn
Conor's keep? It can't mean money. He has more than enough.'
'What does he want from me now?
Should I completely bend to his will?'
'What if he hurts Klaus and
Karl? He's still furious for what I did.'
'I'm a piece of shit as father.
Maybe it's for the best that I'm not near Konrad. Constantin always
took better care of him than I.'
'Maybe I'm finally losing my
sanity.'
He remained in the bed without
moving and waiting for any new development, knowing that he couldn't
do anything else, knowing that he had been reduced to nothing.
Once more.
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