Chapter 4 Stone
FOUR
STONE
Weeks crawl by and not one word from Tony. No mention on the news of a murder in Brooklyn - well, not the murder I committed.
Yet, I don’t find myself dwelling on my sins. Sins that should very much haunt me. Instead, I’m plagued with thoughts of raven hair and a dark aura.
Vanna Taylor hasn’t left me since the moment I saw her and each week that passes without seeing her is a week I feel myself grow more and more obsessed.
I knew for a very long time that there’s a sickness inside of me. The type of sickness that infects your brain and your every move. It thrives on terrible decisions and an addiction to life.
I’m mentally ill, just like my sister and just like my father. There’s no denying it and if I were a better man, I’d let Vanna go. Forget about her like I’ve nearly forgotten about the stranger I killed.
Except, I just can’t.
Every day is a battle between easing my way back into her life and just forcing it. She liked me at one point, so she can like me again.
But despite urging Daphne to talk some sense into her, Vanna refuses to bite. So, I’m compelled to do something unforgivable.
While the condo lies empty, I sneak into Jace’s room and into his nightstand drawer. Pulling out the box of condoms, I take a safety pin and poke holes in each one of them.
Knowing my friend is the better man of the two of us, he’s bound to make sure Daphne will be well taken care of for when shit hits the fan. I just hope it all plays out like I need it to.