In Love With A Sociopath

Chapter 8

Mary's POV

What Kevin said last time is still in my mind. Everyday, every second goes by and I find myself thinking about him. 

The fresh scars the remain on my arms contine to burn, but I have no choice, but to ignore it.

Why can't he just get out of my mind? I want this all to end.

Now.

The knock on the door yanks me out of my thoughts and pushes me towards the door.

Before I open the door, I yank my sleeve forward in order to hide the scars covering my arm.

But when I open the door, I'm so surprised to see that it's none other than Eva.

At first no one says anything, but then she takes her chance in order to fill the silent gap. 

"Mary, I'm so desperately sorry about what happened last time. You know it wasn't in order to upset you. I would never do something like that. I just....I just needed some answers. You know that."

I purse my lips and look away. I realize that she needed answers, but each question was like a beautiful memory being ripped away or tainted.

"Is there something you need?", I ask, ignoring her initial response.

She senses my hostility, but continues,"...This may be of great inconvenience, but I really need a favor."

My heart stops because I'm already able to sense where this is heading. 

 No. No. No. Please stop. Don't ask.

"I have an important meeting with my lawyer.", she begins,"Will you please visit Kevin today."

The silence that passes between us is so painfully long; but I don't know how to respond. 

"You just want answers...don't you?", I whisper. Eva was like my mother, so I feel as if there's nothing I can or cannot say.

"...Yes.", she admits,"But I can get answers from anyone. You need closure. And you shall receive it because you deserve an explanation just as much as me. You were his girlfriend. You loved him."

When she said 'loved' my chest felt a sharp pinch. Because deep down, I have to admit that there's still a part of me that craves and aches for him every day.

"Please, Mary.", there's a true helplessness in her voice.

"....okay.", I whisper.

Please, please don't let this turn out to be as bad as I think.

"Thank you, Mary.", she tells me just before I close the door,"I know that you never want to see him again. But you're probably the only person who kept him sane this long. Who knows what would have happened if you hadn't come along sooner."

I look down, still not knowing what to say.

But she is able to sense my hesitance and walks back towards her car. 

I swear, Eva knows me even better than my own mother does. 

A deep, shaky breath escapes my mouth and I walk towards the kitchen counter to get my keys and phone. My mother isn't home, thankfully, so it will be easy to sneak out because I know that there is no way in hell that she would let me go back to visit Kevin. Especially if I'm going by myself. 

The ride over to Claverack jail was agonizing and was too quick. Right when I was about to pull into the parking lot, I had a huge impulse to turn the car around.

But I couldn't. I told Eva I'd see him. Besides, I'm not going to let Kevn rule my life anymore. He will not have so much control now.

I sign in, which is much harder than said because I had to go through a pat down, finger printing, and asked a few questions. The receptionist gave me a dirty look when I told her that I used to be the girlfriend of world renowned Kevin Khatchadourian.