Authors: J.M. Walker

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Parker Reed, aged 27, found dead in his local home at 4am Tuesday morning.

Police say it was a forced entry. No suspects as of yet.

Next of kin, Keely Price, is officially the sole owner of Reed Industries and will take full control in a month’s time.

Sources say she was not with him at the time of death.

No funeral arrangements have been made as of yet.

It had been a week since I found out that Parker had died. Six months since I had last felt his touch. Weeks since I had heard his voice. The screams and agony tore through me like a hot knife. I could feel my soul being ripped in half as the news forced its way into my mind while I thought over and over how things could have been different. How I could have helped stop the madness. I grieved over my loss. I didn’t eat or sleep. Or that’s what I wanted people to think anyways.

There is a darkness in all of us. At one point in time every criminal, every murderer, every rapist was innocent. Even just for a split second. Give that person a trigger, trauma, and they could very well become the monster of your worst nightmare. The demon that invades your thoughts. The icy cold fingers of fear that grip your spine.

It was an act. Everything was all an act. Questions, answers, hints at little stories played out over and over. It was a game. The pieces of life being moved until someone won.

We all had choices. Simple decisions to make to get through every single day. Some more than others.

It was that choice, my decision to help Parker, to be who he wanted me to be, that got me through my days. Weeks. Months. Without him.

Allowing the world to think that he no longer existed gave us the control. The power. The freedom to sneak up on the monster that started it all. The epitome of pure evil. What Devin Tate did to me, what he took, I gave willingly to Parker. The submission. The control. The part of myself that I promised no man would ever get again. My all.

The day that Devin saw me again would be the day that I stared down at his broken body. I would watch the life leave his eyes. I would pull the strength from the darkness inside of me.

Until then, I would revel in the fact that Parker Reed was
very
much alive.

***THE END***

When J.M. isn’t working her Monday-Friday 9-5 job, she’s spending her time reading, writing and with the love of her life.

She’s an all-around Canadian girl. Born and raised in a small city.

If you don’t see J.M. writing, you’ll find her with her nose in a book. Whether it’s her words or someone else’s, she’s drawn to it.

J.M. loves stories with Alpha broken males and that need to be ripped apart and put back together again. Men that fall to their knees over a wink or a giggle from their females.

Two things you will never find J.M. without; her cell phone and lip gloss. If she has both of those items, you have a happy girl.

Since starting her writing adventure in 2013, J.M. has met many people, real life, online, in her head and she loves every single one of them. Without the support from others, none of this would be possible and she’s grateful for all that has been given to her.