In Love With A Sociopath

Chapter 37

Mary's POV

The roar of the engine becomes louder and louder and soon I can't even hear my dear Celia's screams.

 My embrace on Celia and her car seat tightens just a little so I don't suffocate the poor child. 

But she can't die.

She's just a little child. Just a baby. She has her whole life ahead of her.

I cup my hands on her ears so the loud noise doesn't bother her and I begin to expect a large impact. 

But it never comes. 

 Instead, the car gives a large jerk and slides sideways. 

Kevin swears and jams his foot on the accelerator, but the car only moves a few feet. He slams his hands on the steering wheel and turns around to face me.

"The fuckers dropped spikes!", he shouts,"The tires are bust."

"Kevin, give up.", I whisper, still holding Celia close to me,"You know there's nothing else we can do."

 "You've got to be kidding me.", Kevin reaches over and grabs my wrist a little too tightly and pulls me so that I'm close to his face,"You're so ready to give me up?! I fucking broke out of prison just for you!"

His grip on me tightens and I begin to squirm,"Kevin, let go! Let go, you're hurting me!"

"You're just like any other bitch, Mary.", he snarls before letting me go.

My eyes widen and I cup my wrist to my chest. I've seen so many sides of Kevin throughout the years, but this is brand new. This is the most violent look that I've ever seen him give. 

But then again, I never saw him while he was killing those kids in school.

"You're deranged.", I whisper. 

But he's not deranged...he's just finally showing me who he is.

A psychopathic, draconian monster.

"And you're a moron.", he says whilst laughing in my face,"Fuck you, Mary."

My vision slowly begins to blur and I purse my lips to keep them from quivering,"You too, Kevin. You too."

"You know, you may be willing to give up.", he leans in closer to me again and grabs my neck, only not as harshly; it's almost as if he's caressing me whilst fighting the urge to choke me,"But I'm not done, yet. If you don't want to come, then that's your damn decision. But I'm not going back there...not if I can help it."

"You can't help it.", I reach up and pull his hand away from my neck,"There's nothing you can do."

"You underestimate me too much, babe.", he says; something that I've already heard too much from him.

I stare at him; mouth agape. The fact that he's calling me 'babe' even though he was just calling me 'bitch' a few moments ago is....stupefying. 

But it's not something that he doesn't do.

Kevin constantly moves back and forth with how much of a person he decides to treat me at any given moment. It's like a Jekell and Hyde sort of personality. It's very frustrating, but he doesn't care. He's always done it and he always will act that way until the day he dies. 

Before I even have a chance to fully muster up my thoughts, Kevin quickly gets out of the car and slams the door so hard the seats shake.

Celia's cries become more apparent and I quickly go back to her.