Killer Instinct by S.E. Green

Author:S.E. Green [Green, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2014-05-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

ON TUESDAY EVENING I PULL into Marco’s apartment complex, locate his number, and park nearby. He’s sitting alone on his balcony, smoking, staring off into the woods. As I watch him my mind begins to wander.

The thing about most abusers is that they don’t just become abusers. Something significant happens to them to make them into the person they are.

This, of course, does not hold true in every situation.

Look at Reggie, for example. Her dad slapped her around pretty much on a nightly basis. Granted, she now lives inside a computer and has only one friend, me, but she’s never harmed another living thing. Nor will she ever.

Then there’s the occasional abuser that’s a mystery. They’re raised in a loving home, never spanked, and likely given everything they ever wanted. Yet they turn out rotten.

What’s the magic equation that produces the perfect person? I don’t think there is one. I think each person is shaped by the events in their life and ultimately decides which way they want to go.

Take my family. Although I have a different father, all three of us kids have been raised by the same parents. Justin’s about as perfect as they come. Daisy’s a misguided missile. And I’m, well . . . I suppose I’m still trying to figure the ins and outs of that one.

I tried hypnosis once to find out more about why I am who I am and came out with nothing. With the new knowledge about my real dad, maybe it’s time to do it again. There might just be some twisted memory stuck in the dark corners of my mind. Or . . . there might be nothing.

As far as Marco Morales, basically he had no parental supervision. His mom and dad are day laborers, working every job they can possibly pick up.

Marco’s one of eight kids. The family’s a perfect example of my point. Two of the kids studied hard and got college scholarships. One of the girls got pregnant at fifteen and is currently living on the government. Two, including Marco, have been in and out of trouble and jail. The remaining three are sprinkled between elementary and middle school.

“Fuck yeah, I’m going,” Marco says into his phone, and I refocus in on him.

He takes a drag of a cigarette. “There’s going to be ass all in that party.”

Basically he’s an idiot. I’ve been sitting here, boldly watching him for a while now, and he hasn’t once glanced in my direction.

He crushes a beer can and grabs another from the twelve-pack sitting next to his plastic chair. Why guys feel the need to crush cans has always perplexed me. Maybe it’s some primal show of testosterone.

One of his roommates comes out onto the balcony. “We’re leaving. See you there?”

Marco nods and tosses the roommate a beer.

As he continues yapping his mouth into the phone, the roommates file out and into an old Chevy. Cranking their music to a thumping level, they slowly, badasslike, pull from the lot.

Posers.

I go back to looking at Marco.

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