Abounding In Love

Chapter Seven

I foresee my downfall.

It won't be a silly mistake, not an error as to where I've placed a body part or blood stains on my shoes...it'll be women. Not just any women in particular; Anna Maria and Evelyn. Anna Maria is like the good girl you can't wait to corrupt, forcing her to wonder things like, "How the fuck did I end up here? How did my life turn out this way?!" Evelyn is the female who is already eager for a thrill, already tarnished so it wouldn't be much work to have her saying things like, "I went too far this time. Why did I do that?!" Either way, it's a thrill aching to happen.

This is why I had to remove myself yesterday evening, when I was outside with them and that scum Emerson. I've never felt so eager to kill than when they approached us. It was such a perfect setting, with an asshole and a slut to serve as the most applicable victims. Anna Maria being there was the only keeping me from tearing their throats out with wide open jaw and bared teeth; she was their saving grace.

It was the fear in Evelyn's eyes when Emerson announced my name that turned me on instantly. It was the look she gave me that spoke a thousand words; she knows what I'm capable of, and she finds that kinds hot. Although all I wanted to do was show her just how nasty I can be, this is Anna's friend.

Evelyn is Anna's best friend, actually. Judging by the never ending stories shared to her Instagram profile of them out and about, at parties, family get together, and brunches, Evelyn is the closest person to Anna Maria other than her own parents. Emerson didn't fall far behind Evelyn. Emerson has an entire album dedicated to his "friendship" with Anna, labeled "Her and I." As a stranger, coming across this, maybe I'd think it was cute, but truly, it just makes me cringe and suspect a hint of obsession on his part. If I were a friend of Emerson's, I'd warn him to delete the entire thing given Anna leaves no trace of him on any of her own social media platforms. Not that he should take that too personally; Anna hasn't shared any photos of Evelyn on her pages either. It's the principal of it, really, Emerson. The three, according to their timelines, have been inseparable for owing on six years, meaning they began their friendship at the early age of thirteen. If Anna wanted to be with you, Emerson, I'm sure it would've happened by now.

Maybe I am jealous of Emerson's close relationship with Anna Maria. Maybe earlier, I was an hour into scrolling and driving myself mad, but I have found myself giving into to pestering thoughts of Emerson and Anna, wondering if there is something gong on between them or if there was some feelings involved. Nothing has weighed on my mind this heavy since I was going insane counting how many days I had until I was released.

"I was beginning to think I wouldn't hear from you again." Lester says from the other end of the line. "Thought you changed your mind and decided to live a life free of sin." He jokes with a chuckle.

Anna Maria twirls around for the twentieth time in the chair at my desk, humming a song I don't know.

It had only been a few days. I give him a huff in response, acknowledging his sense of humor but not finding it funny enough to laugh. "That doesn't sound like nearly half the fun." I tell him, leaning back against my dresser as I watch Anna from a small distance. She isn't paying much attention to me, just mindlessly spinning in circles. Watching her is making me dizzy so I know she has to be, which for some reason, seems to be the purpose.

In this moment, I realize that my desire to be with Anna is stronger than my desire to kill Emerson and Evelyn.

They are safe...

For now.

"I'd like another job."

That caught Anna Maria's attention. She stops her spinning and humming. Immediately, her arms fling out to either side of her as she reaches for something to hold onto yet grabs nothing. She regains her balance, eyes wide for a moment as she focuses her sight. It was entirely too extra, making me grin a little.