Stone Game by J. D. Weston

Author:J. D. Weston [Weston, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Weston Media
Published: 2018-08-04T16:00:00+00:00

Panic set in the moment Shaun opened his eyes.

His heart raced, and he searched blindly into the dark corners of the room.

He flung back the covers and stepped onto the soft carpet. His confused mind took a few seconds to understand where he was, but then reality caught up, and he leaned with his elbows on his legs and his head in his hands as his breathing calmed and his heart rate slowed.

It would take a while for Shaun to adjust to life on the outside.

No shrieking drug addicts were filling the night, no howling and torturous cries of repent or begging for mercy. There was just silence.

There was no cold brick wall either, or hard concrete floor that welcomed the icy and stale air. There was just the warmth of the central heating and his mother's soft furnishings that retained the heat.

There was dark, but Shaun reached for the lamp that stood beside his bed, a luxury he'd been without for three years. Nobody could dictate lights off to him anymore. He flicked the light on, off, and back on as if reconfirming the power of choice, a luxury of freedom. He then turned it off once more to enjoy the darkness in safety, the safety of his home, a way of pushing his mind to understand that he no longer needed to live in fear.

Not inside the house anyway.

Shaun rose and walked barefoot to the window. The feeling of the warm, soft carpet under his feet brought a smile to his face. He pulled the curtain back and peered through his bedroom window. He'd had a small window in his cell but the bars had obscured the view and the sloping ledge had prevented him from pulling himself up to see out of it. The most he'd ever seen had been of the dull, grey London sky.

A few houses opposite had lights on, and Shaun felt the urge to wait for a careless neighbour to step out of the shower as he'd done many time before. But he tore his eyes away from the houses, battling to keep his perverse habits at bay.

He focused on the dark instead.

Somewhere out there in the darkness was the girl he'd met in the park that time, the girl that had been so keen to see and feel an adult male in all its glory, yet had run when they had finished and told her mother. He wondered if she was okay. He wasn't sure if it was his own remorse, guilt, or if it was a genuine concern for her he felt, but he certainly felt it. He'd thought about her many times over the past three years. It had started the day after they had met, with lustful images of their short time together, but then, once the police had knocked on his door and taken him away, his thoughts of her had turned to spite and hate. He'd remembered her in the darkness of his single cell, bad thoughts,

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