My skin prickles as my memories build up in my mind. The shower, the basement, the control. The fear.
Faster than I thought possible, the hate that I was once consumed by flows through my veins once more.
I fight it, desperate to just drown in the solace that is Jodie. But I need this. For one final time, I need this poison in my veins to help put an end to it all.
My entire body is shivering when I finally cut the water and step out. Gone is the guy who spent the weekend loving his girl and laughing with his friends. In his place is the man who hetrained me to be.
I dress on autopilot, pulling on my black suit as if it’s armour.
Only ten minutes later, I march back through my flat with my mask firmly in place, ready to go and knock for Stella and get this done.
But just before I get to the front door, my phone starts ringing.
Pulling it from my pocket, my brows pinch at the sight of Daemon’s name on my screen.
My armour slips and guilt twits up my insides that he wasn’t there with us this weekend. But it’s a little late for worrying about that now.
“Hey, how’s it going?” I ask, my attempt at happiness sounding nothing but fake even to my own ears.
“Uh… we’ve got a problem,” he confesses, his voice dark and terrifying.
My heart jumps into my throat, and Jodie’s smiling face from this weekend pops into my mind. Dread fills my stomach like concrete as silence continues down the line.
“W-what’s wrong?”
“You need to get down to the basement. Now.”
I’m out of my flat before I’ve even realised my legs have moved.
“I’m coming. Fuck,” I bark before hanging up the phone.
He might not have told me what the problem is, but I know. Deep down, I know, and it’s a fear I’ve had but refused to acknowledge all this time. Just another reason why I should have just fucking killed him that first night.
But then you never would have found her.
“FUUUUCK,” I boom as I blow through the doors that lead to the stairs, needing to keep moving and not stand uselessly in the lift as it descends.
In only minutes, I’m running down the hallways deep beneath our building that lead to our holding cells. I round the corner and damn near crash right into Daemon, who stands there staring at exactly what I feared.
An empty cell.