They were monsters who stalked me, who violated my privacy and ignored my personal space time and time again. They came into my life soaked in blood and bent on making sure I kept their secret, no matter what it took. Then they became monsters who protected me. Who stood against everyone who tried to hurt or use me. My mom, the guy from the bus stop, Colin. Even when it meant they lost out on work, like with the Donovans. After all of that, they’re under my skin now.
