Chapter Twenty-Three: The Mind of a Psychopath

Emma

My mom and I were there looking at the both of them arguing over who knows what. I was watching her intently, looking at her shouting and creating a scene. I was there inspecting everything about her. I now see that she was the one that had now gotten all his attention, he hadn’t called or text for months. She was pretty, prettier than the others who I had gotten rid of, and she was next on the list, I knew that was for sure. Being Kyle’s little sister, I always got all his attention, even though we were from two different fathers. When boys had broken my heart, he was always there to punch them in the face or beat them to a bloody pulp. He had always been there for me, that’s up until he started dating. All the girls that he had, had demanded so much of his attention, that he had stopped giving me any.

I tried to capture some of his attention, but it