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Gwen wasn’t the reason I was the way I was. She was merely the cause of old scars being torn open.
As a Venom, I wasn’t expected to be right in the head, but this was an entirely different level of fucked up. I’d done my best to keep it contained, but it had festered for so long now that it was eating me alive.
All the pain and anger I’d buried deep inside me were unleashed behind the doors of seedy motel rooms.
Blondes no one gave a shit about just happened to be the fatalities of my latest coping method, nameless doppelgangers for the second person I was most angry at.
The first would always be myself. I should have known the bitch was playing me, smiling in my face while plotting on my
downfall.
That was the thing about betrayal: it came from those we trusted, those we cared about, those we let in and told our secrets to.
I returned to the bathroom and shoved up the grout covered handle for the sink, placing my knife beneath the stream and watching the basin turn from faded white to a dull red.
So far, the blonde’s cherry headed friend hadn’t come knocking on the door, which meant I had time to clean up and get the fuck outta here.
I left the tap running and snatched down a shower liner that had seen much better days, sending a large brown bug scurrying from its hiding place.
Back at the bed, I spread the liner out on the floor and stripped the linen, leaving blondie exactly where she was in a pile of feces and blood.
I bundled everything together and rolled her body from the bed to the liner. There was a faint thud and crinkling of plastic as she landed.
I pulled my bloodied shirt over my head and tossed it down on her back before swaddling the giant mass into a ball of sorts.
With a firm grip, I dragged her across the room, past the running sink, and paused by the toilet. There was a window just above it that I knew she’d fit through.
Behind this motel was nothing but overgrown weeds and trash; there couldn’t have been a more fitting place to leave a body.
I reached up and flipped the flimsy latch responsible for keeping the window locked, and then bent down to retrieve blondie.
It took a bit of upper body strength, but in the end she went tumbling down to the ground on the other side.
With her gone, I did one last quick sweep of the room. I wasn’t entirely sure how to go about cleaning this mess up. I’d been careless tonight. I knew better. I was the one who helped Z become as meticulous as he was.
Blondie wasn’t here alone, but her friend couldn’t have been concerned for her well-being. She had yet to knock on the door.
Grabbing hold of the suitcase I assumed was hers, I tossed it out of the window, too.
Next, I snatched my stiletto from the sink and slid it back in its sheath.
After flipping off the light, I left the room, locking the door and my dirty secret behind me.
Hearing footsteps, I looked over and caught site of Nyx’s retreating silhouette.
Chapter Three
Tres
I loathed this entire atmosphere.
Strangers made me uncomfortable; being in a room full of them was starting to make my skin itch.
I’d tasted Trix’s beer and gagged on it, so getting drunk wasn’t an option, which truly sucked. Being in a perpetual state of numbness was addictive.
Hearing Addie’s laughter, I finally pulled my blank stare from the scuffed bar.
A frown immediately overtook my face as I caught site of Maliki being pulled out the door by—surprise, surprise—another blonde.
