The ride to Henry's was quiet and peaceful. We didn't speak. Instead, we enjoyed the comfortable silence, and I reveled in my newfound harmony. I knew it wouldn't last long, so I took pleasure in the feeling while I still could.
We didn't even talk when we exited the car. Meeting at the back, we gathered our things from the trunk. The front of Henry's apartment building was pitch black as we advanced upon it. Cigarette smoke shrouded a silhouette hulking in the corner of the entrance in a wispy haze.
We were being watched. Shivers attacked my spine as unseen eyes memorized my figure. Henry and I glanced at each other at the same time with an arched eyebrow and an inverted smile.
"Lights must be out. I'll have ta call maintenance," he said in a hushed tone, grasping my hand. "I don't want the lights out if yer gonna be comin' in and out a lot. I don't want ya gettin' caught off guard by some asshole. I know ya can take care o' yerself, but I don't like it. It's unacceptable. I ain't gonna tolerate it."
Henry's growling of the word 'asshole' was his way of passive-aggressively labeling whoever was lumbering in the corner. He was extremely suspicious. He moved in front of me protectively and peeked over his shoulder.
Remaining silent, I put on my best poker face. I squeezed his hand to show I had heard him, which had tensed up considerably.
As we neared the steps, the mass politely said, "Henry."
The voice belonged to Otis, Henry's creepy, unattractive neighbor with the nasty yellow buck teeth and receding hairline.
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FanfictionOriginal reads: 9k This story will focus on a female serial killer named Raven and her odd relationship with Henry Lee Lucas. It is rated M for mature and XXX for tons of smut. This fanfic will have cussing, violence, blood, murder, and eventual BDS...