heartbroken teenage self into her house, groomed me until she got me into bed and has been blackmailing me ever since? How about adding they got me addicted to drugs? Or Archie having his way with me while I was unconscious because I was three hours late on finishing a job? I wanted to fucking die for weeks after waking up in my own blood and piss. No one, let alone a helpless and scared nineteen-year-old kid, should go through that. I’ve been planning his death for a while now. When I get out of these shackles, I’ll make it fucking hurt.
