Chapter Ninety Michael’s Point of View I rolled over and just stared up at the ceiling. Yesterday fucked sucked, and since I had been exiled out of the house, I crashed at the cabin last night, there was nowhere else for me to go… and Thomas never said I couldn’t. It was either this or sleep in the car, but I had a feeling that if I had been kicked out of the house, the cabin was the next step. They know who I am, so I don't understand why they’re so shocked now. It's not like any of them are innocent. They seem to have forgotten we used to do this together, as a team, but sure, I’M the villain. I went to the bar last night, but I didn’t bring anyone home. I wasn’t in the mood for killing... For what felt like the first time in months. I did, however, have sex with a random girl in the toilets of the bar. I still have needs… and she was offering. Honestly, women would do anything for a handsome guy. I highly doubt my Serial Killer activities would be as successful if I were
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