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I pick up the burner phone and dial my mother’s number. Let’s see what this bitch has to say for herself.
On the second ring, her voice echoes down the line. “Hello.”
“Mother,” I spit, venom dripping from my tongue.
“Colton. Where are you?” she whispers loudly down the line.
“Listen to everything I say, because if you don’t, I’ll make you regret the day I was born.” Her gasp does nothing to deter me. In fact, it makes me feel good hearing how shocked and disgusted she is. She created me. She stood back and allowed me to be turned into this monster, while she favored the right upbringing for Clark and Damien. Why was I different? Why was I turned into the monster? “I want clothes, money, and keys to a property. I want them by nine p.m. tonight.”
“What property? How do I know where to meet you?”
“Leave everything inside the property you secure for me. Text me when you’ve got it all set. One minute past nine, and I start to tear down your empire bit by bit.”
“Okay.”
Weak bitch.
“One other thing, Mother. You tell one person where I am, and I will turn you into fish food for the alligators in the bayou.”
“When did you become so evil?”
I let out a belly laugh. Maybe if she opened her eyes to her husband and the life she leads, she would have noticed. But no, her lifestyle was more important than what was going on right underneath her nose.
“Just keep those rose-tinted glasses on, because you’re going to need them when blood is shed.”
I hang up that call and quickly type out a text to her.
TIME IS TICKING!
And with that done, all I can do is wait for the perfect moment to strike. And it will be sooner rather than later.
Chapter 22
Kally
Sitting around this circle talking about our problems shouldn’t feel as good as it does, but for some reason, hearing everyone else’s issues lets me see I’m not alone. I’ve endured pain and suffering, but so has every single person in this room, and they didn’t live in a mansion while it happened. I guess I should be grateful for small mercies. I might have been abused physically and mentally, but I didn’t live in squalor. I ate three meals a day, and I had fresh running water, even if it wasn’t always hot. Some of the stories I’ve heard have made me feel sick. There are more monsters in this world than I ever imagined. What must someone go through to turn them so evil? I guess if we’re pushed enough, we could all cause harm to someone, but to want to cause harm or even death to another human for fun is unthinkable. I’ve thought about killing Colton. I’ve thought about smashing his face in over and over again, but could I do it? The thought of it turns my stomach, even after all the hurt he caused me.
“Kally…” I’m startled, and I look up from my hands covered with my sleeves.
“Yes.” I clear my throat and try to sit up straighter.
“I was asking if you’re okay. You look a little lost.”
I look around the room at all the faces watching me. I feel like I’m on the spot. Like I should have a good answer for them. But I don’t. What could I possibly say that makes me sound okay?
I shrug. “I’m fine. Thank you.”
I get up and walk out of the room. That’s one thing I like about being here. I’m not forced into taking part in anything. I can get up and leave as and when I like. The choice is mine, and I like choices.
“Kally?” I look over my shoulder as I carry on walking down the corridor. Dr. Bellingham is just leaving her office.
“I’m fine.” I keep walking.
I have one destination on my mind, and that’s my room. I feel untouchable when I’m there.
I open my room door and stumble inside. I slide open the glass garden door and let the cool air hit me in the face. It’s enough to ground me and ease my racing heart.
“Kally.” Dr. Bellingham walks into my room slowly. “Are you okay?”
