Chapter Twenty-one – In Hell I’ll Be In Good Company
Chapter Twenty-one
Revenge
IN HELL I’LL BE IN GOOD COMPANY
Performed by The Dead South
“What kind of magical pussy does she have, Eddie? Men storm out only to return like dogs yanked on a chain? She sucked you in. Had that wimpy idiot in Idaho spellbound. And now, she has an entire town mesmerized. Everywhere I go, all I hear is Andie this and Andie that.
“All I want to do is scream that Andie isn’t even her name.
“They’ll all find out. Soon enough. They’ll see the truth of her. Liar. Thief. Killer.
“For nine and a half years, I’d been the one who’d paid for her sins while she gallivanted around the country, spending our fucking money, luring unsuspecting people into her trap.
“But not for much longer. I promise, Eddie. I promise.”
I’d peel back her mask, expose her to the world, and everyone would finally see her for the Eve she was. The serpent’s assistant.
And I’d finally be free.
The burden of what had happened in Clover Lake would be lifted.
The haunted dreams would evaporate.
My aunt would finally look at me with respect instead of disappointment for a few brief seconds before I showed her just what belittling me for years would cost her.
And when it was all over, I’d leave this town, this cursed state, and this country. I’d start over and have the fabulous new life the sculpted body I’d bled to earn deserved.