Sidetracked (Mindf*ck, #2)

by S.T. Abby

This is for the ones who lost their voice. This is for the ones who wish they could be Lana Myers.

Real knowledge is to know the extent of one’s ignorance. —Confucius

Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated. —Confucius

It’s all cloak and dagger right now. That’s what happens when you’re a serial killer dating a FBI profiler who hunts serial killers.

To see and listen to the wicked is already the beginning of wickedness. —Confucius

There’s a certain high you get from fooling the world into thinking you’re the lamb instead of the rabid wolf.

A serial killer sharing a house with a homicide detective and a FBI agent. Life doesn’t get more complicated than this.

The superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions. —Confucius

When anger rises, think of the consequences. —Confucius LANA Harsh. Oblivious. Arrogant. Three words I never thought I’d use to describe the man before me. Unfairly confining me to my house, while not giving me the same option of knowing he’s safe… I can’t even put into words how pissed off I am. “You don’t even take the time to fire off a text that you’re okay,” I go on, keeping my tone even, refusing to show too much emotion. I don’t bleed for the world anymore. He saw more than anyone else, and he didn’t bother to care when it mattered the most.

But with Logan, it’s as though I’ve never been hurt. I trust him. It’s insane to trust someone so freely after being hurt so irrevocably in the past, but I do. I trust him completely, and there’s no doubt in my mind that he’d never intentionally hurt me.

“It’s often easier for someone to believe evil can’t exist inside someone they love, than to admit they’ve failed someone who should be more important.

But they’re looking for a monster. Not a girl who loves red. Not a girl who is falling in love. Not a girl who died ten years ago.