It was two am and I still couldn’t sleep. I had been rolling around for some time now, the images of Joe’s torture still haunting me. I’d never liked doing it but this time I had to. The betrayal I had felt when he said that name out loud filled me with so much anger that I wanted him to hurt. At that moment, I hadn’t felt sorry for using the drill on him, but now, I could hear his screams again and smell his blood.
I got up and walked slowly to Megan’s room. Link was still out and Elio was on the floor below us in the guest room. The house was quiet as I opened her bedroom door, the moonlight filtered through her open curtains and I could see her peacefully asleep on her side.
I closed the door behind me and climbed in slowly behind her. I moved closer and put my arm around her as I clo
