God bless scheming
jail bird sisters. Especially when they stay behind bars. As I suspected, she
wants something out of the kids; something she wouldn’t tell me. She just says “it’s
a family affair”.
I’M FAMILY!
She may have given
birth to them but I am their mother and she will not take them away from me. No
matter the cost. They are my children and I will do whatever it takes to keep them.
Until that day comes
my sister has agreed to uphold her end of the bargain. She’s agreed to kill
Daniel’s cousin within the month. All I have to do now is keep my enemies close
at hand. The last thing I need is to be surprised by Daniel’s next move. James
and I both agree that the best course of action is to keep Daniel off his game.
Whatever he knows about me, it can only mean trouble.
Sometimes I wish that
Charlotte was in on this scheme so that I could get real information out of
her. But I also like having a friend outside of all this drama. Someone I’m not
just using. I mean, yes, I started out that way but now she’s…dear to me. Four
months of friendship and she is dear to me.
Daniel can’t know
that.
His cousin’s death
will be the perfect distraction but until then, I’m going to have to let him
get closer without letting him know anything real about me. James’ brilliant
solution to seduce Daniel seemed like such a great idea at the time.
Unfortunately, my kids are jerks.
Jason is still
blackmailing me, Sandra has gotten letters from Universities but she won’t let
me see them; it sucks. I tried to sit down and have a talk with them over the
weekend but they both told me to just fuck off so…I’m going to let them have
their space. That’s the right course of action, isn’t it, readers? Because I
don’t have an alternative right now.
I’m back at work but
Heather doesn’t come back for another two weeks so I still have to put up with
this temp. You know? She’s not horrible. I completely forgot that I was
supposed to train her…whenever it was she started; she picked it up all on her
own. She’s actually better than Heather – who, for all her faults, is great at
her job. The downside? She has the personality of flour. Dry, dull, highly
flammable. The third one I haven’t tested yet but I’m assuming. I’m going to
keep her name on file. Just in case.
Just in case I need to
use her again – not just in case I need to see if she’s flammable; I have other
people for that.
God, I miss random
murders. Sometimes I’ll look back on past updates cataloguing my various sprees
and I miss the old days. I think James does too. He hasn’t said anything but I
know he doesn’t like having Daniel around. And I know he had to take on extra
shifts to make up for our financial loss over the summer – medical bills, some
damaged property – and we never really caught up. Insurance doesn’t pay for all
my medication and last week I found a fist-shaped hole in one of the basement
walls. I don’t know who did it but that’s just one more thing to fix.
I don’t mind talking
about the marital problems that I have – because they are so rare – but this one
feels different. I can’t remember the last time I had an intimate conversation
with him but I see him every day. I miss him.
This just confirms
what I keep reminding myself: Daniel needs to be eliminated. He’s the reason
everything is going to shit and so I’m going to make him pay.
I can’t lose sight of
what’s important.
Don’t let me forget
why I’m doing all this.
I have to keep my
family together.
As always, dear
readers,
Stay Safe
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