26. Kameron
Chapter twenty-six
Kameron
Eight Years Later
I look out of the window of the cabin I’ve been residing in, in Oregon. Six years behind bars, locked away from the world. Eight long fucking years in total without my little sinner. Apollyon was only able to get me on embezzlement charges, claiming his payments to me weren’t done by him. He showed up to court with the most ruthless of lawyers and a fabricated paper trail that would put any library to shame.
My roommate, Justin , gets back in his car after strapping his new girl, Jezebel , in. Their story has just begun, and as much as I love Justin, jealousy flares through me with an almost painful pressure. I’d do anything to have my girl back with me. And safe. I’ve spent the past two years tracking her down. Immediately after I was let out it was my only goal. Even before then, I damn near drove myself mad in prison with thoughts of her. Spending every night begging the universe to keep her alive. Visions of her long black hair and plump breasts lulled me to sleep every night. Only to be plagued with nightmares of Apollyon standing over me. Using me just as he had in my youth. It was my own personal purgatory.
Lilith was all that mattered now. Knowing she was out there and alive was everything to me. According to what I can find, she had become a patient at the new location of The
Garden. Every source I could find claimed they were treating her for a severe drug addiction, sex addiction, and psychotic
breaks. Her face had been plastered over every news outlet two months after my arrest. Everyone glorified Elijah for finding her and saving her from her sins. The idea of him being in her presence makes me sick. I should’ve known better when I saw the hatred pouring from his eyes. Just add it to the list of the ways I’ve failed my girl.
I finish stuffing the little amount of belongings I have into a black duffel bag and head out to my car. It’s a nineteen hour drive, and if I focus I can make it by Sunday then I’ll finally have her in my grasp.