Demented

xii.

“you killed a man, thomas,” evelyn whispered

“it was for you,”

“i didn’t need that,”

“you are so ungrateful,” he shook his head

she kept silent

“this is why need me,” he held her chin

they heard the sirens

“you told them!” she has never seen thomas so angry

she tried to run

but he grabbed her leg

she tried to set her foot free but she couldn’t.