Page 30 of Redemption


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But no other Kerry.

“I knew you’d make the right decision. She dies tonight. Now get the fuck out of here, and turn on the TV.”

I storm out of the kitchen, never touching his fucking TV.

We’re not only claiming lives. We’re claiming souls. We’re monsters.

Kerry

After Christian had let me loose again, kissed my reddened wrists and ass, and said his goodbyes with promises to return, I drag my aching, bruised body, and my delirious mind out of bed and into the shower. I smell of him and it fucks me up royally.

I skip school, I’m too tired to focus on anything, but I can’t skip work.

Chloe takes me aside. “Ker. Talk to me, girl. You’re a mess. What’s going on?”

I sigh and rub my face, glancing at the kids and then back at her. “Remember you decided I’d met someone a couple of nights ago?”

She nods enthusiastically.

“I kinda did…”

She slaps my shoulder. “About damn time! Is he hot? Not like Evan. Please tell me he’s not a new Evan.”

“Oh no. He’s very… different.”

Chloe scans my face and narrows her eyes. “What’s wrong? Something’s not right. I see it in your eyes.”

I wince. “He’s been— He’s different.”

I think of the heavy spanking last night, and again this morning. It’s too much and just right at the same time. I don’t know how to manage what I feel about it.

“How?”

“I have this weird feeling. It’s like he’s two people.”

My friend regards me, silence mounting between us, making something flutter in my chest. “I think you should stay away from him, Ker.” Chloe is suddenly dead serious.

“What makes you say that? You haven’t met him.”

“What does your gut tell you?”

I squirm. My gut is in knots. It’s not telling me anything that makes any sense at all. “I think he’s a good guy, Chloe. I’m just… I probably have trust issues after Evan.”

She cocks her head and sighs. “Yeah, I can’t blame you. If that dude hadn’t showered you in his guilt money I’d have kicked his balls up his throat.”

I burst out in a laugh. “I’d have cheered you on.”

Her eyes glitter, back to their usual mirth. “Yeah?”

“Keeeerry! My doll has no head!”

I spin around. “Oh dear, Susie. We gotta do something about that. How’s she gonna be able to laugh at your jokes if she doesn’t have ears.”

“How do you know she doesn’t have ears?”

“Susie, where are your ears?”

Her hands shoot up to the sides of her head. I nod, then I glance up at my friend and mouth, “Talk later.”

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