“The monster in me, the one that wants to hurt people, kill people; the one that needs to be kept locked away. It’s like — it’s like it’s quieter when she’s around. Not gone. I don’t think it’ll ever be gone. But the sound of her stupid voice scraping against my eardrums seems to drown the monster out a little. She’s louder, more infuriating, screams for all my attention so there’s nothing left of me that can focus on the monster. There’s still something in here that tells me to do awful things to her, but that’s a different kind of monster entirely. I don’t want to control that one. I very
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