In Love With A Sociopath

Chapter 24

Mary's POV

My maternity leave has eventually come to an end and it was actually a relief to get back to work. Not because Celia is making life difficult for me. It's just that I needed something else to take up my mind rather than my life at home.

This is only the first day I'm back at work, but I can tell that I won't be so stressed because of my patients. It's much easier to talk to them than Kevin at times.

Kevin talked to his psychiatrist. He told her about the side effects and she seemed a bit confused, but got him off the medication. He's going to be going on something new, but he won't be getting the new pills for at least another few weeks.

I just hope that a few weeks won't make him completely out of control. I hope that he won't steal again. 

Why didn't I see this coming?

5 years of college. A masters and PhD in Psychology. Yet I couldn't figure out why getting married to a sociopath was a bad thing. 

But those are the types of people who can charm everyone and everything. No matter how smart you are, when a sociopath wants you, it's so difficult to say no.

Mainly because you'll find yourself wanting them too.

And he or she will do anything and everything to get you.

I drive up Eva's driveway who is already outside with Celia in her arms. I get out of the car and thank her for taking care of her.

"You have no idea.", I say,"How much you're helping us out. By keeping her with you."

She smiles,"Of course. I love having her in my company. She reminds me of my own daughter..."

She opens her mouth to say something, but quickly closes it because the tears that begin to pool in her eyes are keeping her from saying anything else.

I put my hand on her shoulder and we both walk to her porch.

"It just...never completely goes through my mind that he did what he did...", she whispers. The tears are falling more quickly now.

"I know.", I admit,"I can't either..."

"I sometimes wish that he killed me along with them. At least then I wouldn't have to live with the constant blame and agony over the past.", she says between sobs,"God, how did you ever marry him?"

There's a moment of silence before I speak,"If I knew why...trust me Eva, I would tell you."

"Is everything...", she hesitates,"Is everything alright between the two of you?"

How do I answer this question when I don't even know how to think about it. It's just so much frustration and confusion.

"...I...I'm not too sure.", I finally say.

"What do you mean, dear?", she waits for me to continue.

"He's...he's changed.", I look down at Celia.

She doesn't say anything. Just waits for me to finish my story.

"He was taking medication.", I begin,"But it just made things so much worse in different way. I mean he did calm down with the antisocial tendencies. But he became so much more aloof. And his mood swings were so wild and eratic. And he's been self medicating with drugs and alcohol lately. It's a bit strange considering he isn't exactly that type of person. He even came home plastered as hell one day. But I won't get into much detail."

"Yes, that is a bit strange. He's never been one to drink or do drugs when he was in high school.", he tells me.

I look down and bite my lip. I didn't have the heart to tell her that Kevin did experiment with drugs and alcohol a little in high school.