The Killing Ride by Michelle Christine

Author:Michelle, Christine [Michelle, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Moonlit Dreams Publications
Published: 2019-11-28T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Punishment

Christina

Why did the fates feel like torturing me?

I couldn’t answer that question because I’d tried to live a good life. I’d only had one boyfriend in my life, and I’d married that man, only to find out he hadn’t been faithful right before he took his own life. How cruel was it that he did that, knowing how my parents left this world? I wanted to scream and throw things, but the only things at my fingertips were the fucking canvases that my best friend had dragged out of their bedroom vault where I normally kept them sealed away. Out of sight, out of mind had been the plan. It hadn’t worked though. Now, the disaster of the previous night sat staring me in the face. Those haunted eyes I used to get lost in painting now looked at me accusingly.

For a brief moment, I wondered if taking myself out of the equation would spare everyone else. I’d never even contemplated suicide as an option before, but if everyone around me thought death was a far better option, then maybe I was the one who needed to go into the beyond with my head held high? I questioned this as I wondered if my parents would still be around if I had done so as a child. Would Steven still be alive if he’d never met me? Possibly. Maybe he would be happy with his other woman and child.

“Ugh!” I screamed out in frustration while actually forcing my ass to get up off the couch. Yes, the same couch I had to remove some paintings from in order to park my ass on it in the first place. I moved into the kitchen area of the open-plan space and managed to get to the coffee maker with no trouble, thankfully. It seemed that Lindsay hadn’t wanted to spread the mess of paintings out everywhere, just where they would be most noticeable when I walked back through my door. She had definitely made her point though. I was a crazy creeper lady who had become so obsessed with a man I saw once that he was literally everywhere in my apartment now. I knew it wasn’t healthy, and yet I couldn’t help that he was one of the only things I’d been able to paint with any accuracy in ages.

My spark had died when I read my husband’s suicide note, and the admission he’d made within it. The creativity I had once enjoyed had dried up until the day at the cemetery when a stranger’s soul-deep pain brought my own to life through the paint I put to canvas or the sketch work I did. I wouldn’t be sorry for that, or feel guilty, no matter how crazy it made me seem. I also probably would never see him or my best friend again. Lindsay and I had steadily been growing apart anyway. That was the way of life at our age. We both moved on to different things, and now I was pretty sure we were at our end.

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