Trust No One: Chapter 30
There were four in the bed and the little one said, roll over, roll over.
So they all rolled over and one fell out.
There were three in the bed…
I am enjoying this, you know. I didn’t think I would. It is a job that needs to be done, making the guilty pay for their sins. It’s been a necessity, but I didn’t realise it would be so much fun.
Remember when we were kids? You were always the good one, I was forever in trouble. Dad said I was a bad seed. He just didn’t understand me. He kept trying to fix me. The path I am on was never a choice, it was a compulsion. Twenty strikes of a belt was never going to take away that need to pull the wings off butterflies or the urge to light the match.
For years after you died I tried so hard to be the normal child, to replace the one they had lost. When I understood I was being offered an opportunity to put things right it scared me a little. I had buried my true self so deep. But the guilty had been judged and they have to atone. It was how we were taught; an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
I was put on this path for a reason and, as I walk among them, the wolf in sheep’s clothing, the thirst for the next kill is growing. I play my part well and they have no idea, but the craving is growing. I need to experience it again, the moment of revelation, the moment of understanding, the moment of true fear. I feel their terror, I feed on it, and I need it. Dear God, I need it.
There are three left to pay, three wicked girls who need to repent.
And their time is soon.