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I hope this letter finds you well. I’m so glad to see the beautiful life you’ve built for yourself. But I must admit, I am a little hurt that life didn’t include me. I see you kept my twin, Raphael, but I guess I was disposable. Thrown away like trash.
But don’t worry. I know where you live. I’ve known for a long time. Waiting in the shadows. But I’m done waiting. And I’m coming for you. For all of you.
-A
I meant every word in that letter. I want her dead. And whether my father dies too depends heavily on whether he knew about me.
I look like him, Patrick Quinn. Have his green eyes, while Raphael has the eyes of the man she married before my father. The one she spent her whole life with until he died. At first, I thought he was my father, but the more I watched the family, the more I stared into the eyes of Patrick…I knew. He was my father.
I didn’t discover I had a fraternal twin until I saw the birth certificates of all three of her sons. And Raphael? He had my birthday. She kept him. And the day I was born, she left me.
She didn’t even bother to make sure I had a loving home to go to. No. Not Mommy. She threw me into the hands of monsters. Tortured and bruised with every passing year.
While they lived as one happy fucking family.
Fisting my hands, I slow my breathing, needing to control myself before I get too entwined in my fury. But it’s what she did to me, and it’s what she’ll have to deal with when Ishow her my face.
I’ve imagined her death over and over. Want to take a garrote to her throat and watch her bleed across the plastic in my basement.
My heart drums with thrill. She’ll deserve it. Worse was done to me, and it’s all her fault. I want to take everything from her, from my father. But I have to be sure he knew about me. It would be like her to lie.
When I’m through, though, they’ll all pay the price for her mistakes.
I watch her again, examining her laugh.
Did she even care? Did she watch me wail for her while she held my twin in her arms? Was he enough? Did she even think about me? Look for me?
I doubt it. She’d have found me if she wanted to, but she didn’t.
She was glad to see me gone.
Unwanted. Abandoned.
It’s what I’m used to. Being alone. I’m comfortable here in this house. I’ve never needed companionship. Sure, I feed my need for pleasure, but it’s never been anything more.
Love is a concept I fail to comprehend. It’s an emotion I don’t know how to decipher. It’s a good thing, too. It’d be worse if I craved it.
But rage, I know. Rage, I feel. And soon, Mommy Dearest will know just what became of her darling boy.
If I ever felt an ounce of love, my upbringing ripped it out of me. They starved me of the need for affection until I didn’t know what it felt like to have it. To want it. Whips and chains are what I know. What I need. What I desire. The pain, it’s my only friend.
And when I’m through with the Marinos, that’s all they’ll ever know too.
Sophia’s dark brows crease as she looks up at the exact spot where the camera sits, right in the corner of the ice cream shop.Her chocolate cone drips past her little fingers as she slants her head thoughtfully, staring right at me. A moment later, she grins and looks back at her grandmother.
My mother takes her by the hand, while my finger draws an X over her face. My niece doesn’t deserve to be with that cruel woman. She’d give her up too if it served a purpose. She’s not a good person. Never was.
Sophia gives the camera one last look before they head out. And I start to wonder if that little girl would recognize me. She saw me at my mother’s wedding not too long ago. Asked me if I was her father’s friend.
I smile at the memory. I like her. I don’t know why, but I do. It’s not affection, not really. But it’s something…
I scrub the thought from my head. No need for that clouding my intentions for tonight.
My mind must remain sharp.
The next one on my list is someone I’ll enjoy killing.
Slowly.
