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First published February 19, 2014
“He was very much a part of me now and I hated it. I hated that he was all I could think about. I hated that I still feared him after all this time, still looked over my shoulder for him, expecting him to be there.”
“I’ve certainly missed you, Nicole, and I’m ecstatic that you’re back.”
“You shouldn’t be, Ron.”
“Why is that?”
She whirled around to face him.
“Because I’m going to kill you.”









“I’ve never had the chance to miss you.” He raised his eyebrows. “Is that so? In what way do you mean?” “I mean you haunt my nightmares. Your face, it’s what I see when I close my eyes. Your voice is what I hear in the silence of my days. I’ve never had a chance to miss you because you’ve never fucking left me.” He smiled. “Aw. That’s really sweet, Nicole.”
When the pliers cut through her index finger, they didn’t cut all the way through. The finger hung from her hand like a limp sausage, connected only by a thin layer of bloody skin. Ron looked at the mangled digit and wondered what the pain felt like. He cupped his hand around the dangling finger and gave it a gentle tug, watching as Bethany’s face wrenched in agony and horror. Smiling, he continued to pull on the broken finger, slowly twisting it to add to the pain.

