Diary of a Sociopath

Chapter 26- Added Darkness

For the next month, I was Vic's right hand man. We went over cases from the past that had similarities to the ones he had been looking into-but found nothing of particular interest. But by the light of a single lamp and dozens of cups of coffee later, I noticed something about the police report that was not written on any online papers or even on the news.

SUSPECT DESCRIPTION: MALE, AFRICAN-AMERICAN, APPROXIMATELY 5'9"-6'2", DARK CLOTHES, WEAPON LEFT AT SCENE, SEEN HEADING WEST ALONG RIVER

I froze. Looking to my side, I saw how Vic had past out on top of a stack of victim statements from those who survived attacks around the area. Along with this time of Victor being asleep, I realized I had full rein of his house. Just as I had done before, I snooped through each drawer, each picture, and each shelf-until coming across anything of use. More files-with different names were of note-and my file had been re-added, only now, without Ava's name. I was relieved as I knew he wasn't looking at her any longer, but then there was one of the victim. The victim we were searching his killer.

The description, the time frame, the file....Vic has to be the culprit. But why? What does it achieve for him?

This question loomed in my mind for the next following weeks until I got a pleasant distraction. Each night straight for two weeks. It was as if someone gave her arousal medication-and I was not going to complain. For 13/14 days, it was at her house; opportune times when Matthew was not home, or while he was in a deep sleep. But the final day, marking two weeks, she wanted to see my apartment.

Missing the feeling of her touch, I accepted the request as we moved to the apartment. Before reaching my door, she had her arms around my neck-mid way up the elevator before we walked towards my number. With her lips on my neck, I froze in the hall a moment before pulling her leg to my side.

"I do not think I can make it to the apartment." She said into my ear as she took it between her teeth. Then, she pulled my collar from my neck and sucked on my skin, leaving a red mark. I slid my hand under her leg, up her shorts, and pulling her bare rear towards me just as the door behind me came open. Blushing, horror then filled her face as she saw it was Vic.

"Hello Ava..." He said in a deep voice, with his hands and fingers hidden in his pockets. Out of breath and torn from our ten seconds of lust, I turned and apologized to Ava for the awkward introduction and explained how he lived across the hall and I was helping assist him on cases. For the time, she didn't seem to mind. Her gaze was distracted, but it was obvious she was in shock-she could only bring herself to nod.

The odd moment closed when Victor spoke of allowing us to be alone as he did not want to interrupt us. I then opened my apartment door and from the second it shut, she hammered me with questions. For four hours, we sat on the couch before she finally grew so tired of talking that she fell asleep.

Not exactly what I had in mind for this night, but she was so damn adorable when she slept. The way her face was so relaxed and calm, her soft skin just begging to be stroked. But against my desire, I carried her into bed instead as I slid the covers over her and placed a kiss on her forehead.

For the next two hours or so, I sat on the counter, using my tablet to go through news stories before finding new details about the case. Nothing that would help Vic-in fact, it incriminated him further. But the sound of footsteps behind me, led to all searching being put to a cease.

"What are you doing up sleeping beauty?" I asked as she smirked before stretching. Her entire body arched, making my eyes magnetize to her waist. Her tight body then relaxed as she moved towards me. Resting her head on my shoulder, she moved behind me to get coffee before sitting on the set beside me.

"I am so sorry about how I reacted...I don't blame you for not telling me...I just-I was surprised."

"I am sorry...I should have told you, I just never thought you would come over here..."

"Why would you think that?"

"Because Matthew is at your house and this apartment is quite small...I don't blame you-"

"I love this place, Lincoln." She said as she kissed my cheek. "But I have realized something..." She then moved behind me as I focused on the coffee sitting in front of me. "We haven't christened it yet..." I turned around to find a shirt thrown at my head. Quickly, she moved towards me, her fingers traveling from my shoulders to my belt before she pulled me towards her. I pulled her up towards me, connecting our lips before walking her back towards the couch. Landing on top of her, I quickly pulled her clothes from her before a rapid knock came on the door.

"Ignore it." She begged as she slid her hand to my zipper before undoing it and leaving me exposed. Her warm grasp made contact before my moans could not be contained. "Focus." She said sexually before the knocks came again-only now, with a loud bang.

Placing myself back together, I zipped everything back before instructing Ava to stay back. When I opened the door to the hall, Victor fell into my apartment, his hand clutching his stomach. Victor had been shot.