Taste of Poison

Chapter Nineteen: Death

 I'll make everyone pay and you will see/ You can kill yourself now/ Because you're dead/ In my mind/ The boy that you loved is the monster you fear – Man That You Fear by Marilyn Manson

My body went cold when Garret said that. The murder. The first murder he committed when he was twelve years old.

It was Josiah's sister.

Was Garret telling the truth or was he fucking with Josiah? Was he trying to get him in trouble? Is he trying to piss him off?

What... What if he was telling the truth though?

If that's the case then... The man that I have really fell in love with... is not only a murderer but a rapist.

I don't know if I can handle that. I don't know if my mind can take that.

ZAMIEL

My eyes narrow as I glare at Garret. Josiah looks completely shocked as he stares right at me, and Pia gasps at what Garret said.

Josiah though... His skin turns pale white, and his hands are balled into fists. He looks confused. He looks like he doesn't really believe in what Garret is saying.

"Is... Is that true?" Pia asks me.

I turn my head to look at her, and her eyes are wide with mixed emotions.

"It's true, Pia," Garret cuts in. "I saw what he did to that little girl. Analee Halloran... She was sexually assaulted before she was murdered. That very night was when I met your precious Zamiel. Twelve year old Zamiel covered in that little girl's blood."

Josiah shakes his head violently as he takes a step towards Garret. "That can't be true," he growls.

Garret smiles as he motions towards me. "Why don't you just ask him?"

Josiah looks over at me for a long moment before he talks. "Did you kill her?" he asks. He almost sounds afraid.

When I don't say anything, he walks up to me and punches me in the face. My head jerks to the left from the impact, and I grunt as I straighten up to look up at him. I could feel blood trailing from my nose.

"DID YOU KILL HER?" he screams at me. His voice is breaking.

I almost smile when he begins to cry.

I look up at him and just watch as the tears roll down his face. "Her death caused you so much pain, didn't it?" I ask him.

His jaws visibly clench, and I keep going.

"I use to play with your sister," I say with a frown. "No one ever suspected a thing. We went to the same school, and she wasn't my only friend in the neighborhood. She was very pretty..." I trail off. "I remember her being very pretty, and she always smelled good."

"What game are you playing?" Josiah growls.

I ignore him. "My father... He really, really loved me," I tell him. "He loved me so much that he would..." I crack a smile. "He loved me so much that he would take me down to the basement and fuck the shit out of me till I was bleeding. Oh, he loved me so much," I say with a laugh as there's tears forming in my eyes. "Then I got so high... I got so high one day, and I don't remember who I got it from..."

"Get to the fucking point, you crazy motherfucker," Josiah snaps.

I feel like my mind is slipping again. The thoughts of that little girl screaming. I could feel tears spilling out of my eyes as I started to laugh.