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The Assassination of Trust – (Chapter: Used In Quotes)
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“Reality is the only word in the English language that should always be used in quotes.”–Unknown.
This is not a tour. This is no road trip, nor any other sort of preferable expedition. No atlas games. No souvenirs. Though, there was something to be relished as I sped across the country with the whisper of focused thought as my radio, echoing in the hallways of my once-scattered mind.
Her bound hands as my confirmation of what was at stake.
This was no dream. No ethereal visit from the land of incomparable reality. This was my reality as it was, bound and personified. Impossible yet actual.
My head ached at night—especially on the road—and there was no medication besides answers and optimistic conclusions that could cure it. I tried anyway, popping pills dangerously. Chasing them down with bottled coffee and more pills. It was incredible that I could manage the driving at all.
But then there were those hands.
The months after Ashley abducted my niece were nearly impossible. I spent most days in my childhood room listening to muffled conversations and percolating coffee. My brother rented out his house and moved back in as well. He was an absolute wreck of a once-imperishable man. It was the strangest of circumstances that finally brought us all together again—damaged, scarred versions of our younger selves in a house that had at one time promised us safety and comfort.
I’ll never forgive her for those months.
I’ll never forgive her at all.
“How much further before we stop for the night?” she asks, staring out through the cloudy, dirt-specked window.
“I don’t know.”
We were of few words, Kyla and I. What was there to say, really? She was a hostage. I kidnapped her, just as her sister had kidnapped my niece, but the acts were beyond comparable. Kyla was far from innocence and I was far from feeling parental as I listened to the sounds of fabric rubbing as she adjusted her wrists behind her back.
It wasn’t about her, of course. It was about the knowledge she had, the job she had agreed to do, the orders she was given, the conversations she had heard and been apart of with despite her new-found guilt. She was in contact with Ashley. If I had Kyla, I was a million steps further than I could be alone. If Ashley had something of my brother’s, then certainly it was only fair I had something of hers as well.
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hey. 1st of all let me say: Sorry I didnt comment sooner! Your chapters keep getting better and better! I really feel this going to be ur best story ever, it’s promising so far… I’m loving it!Regarding the update now: WOW! I can really feel it – the cold driven persue of revenge!! I totally understand where all of Spencer’s twisted emotions are coming from… I’ve been stabbed in the back countless times, yeah its true, I given up counting. And I’m not talking about really serious stuff that put me in a delicate position every F****** time! When it takes its toll on u, rage builds up, u change… more like shapeshift into this dark form that u dinie existing within u. Breaking news: it dies exist! This is what makes us human! it’s all about ying & yang, thats our essence! we all have alter egos or something of the sort, and u know what… it’s not all bad! its only as bad as u want it to be. Okay, so what I’m trying to say is THIS (the sotry) feels real, its deep, sad, exciting and – I’m daring to say – somehow comforting in a weird way. I’m totally into this story! U’re an amazing writer. I’m gonna be here through every twist and turn u may bring. ’til the very end.
love this wow. you have to keep goin. PMS!!!!!
Haha you are devilishly good at twists and cliff hangers aren’t you. Every other update of yours leaves me with a “uhh hhhuuh HUH?”, a raised eyebrow and a dropped jaw. It’s quite a sight let me tell you :) I LOVE it. I really do. And I am ever grateful for your dedication. I wasn’t lying when I said I pictured it, I looked to my left at my front door and pictured the whole thing unfolding. It happens a lot when I read your writing, it’s exquisite. (And a hell of a lot more fun when the scene unfolding before me is a saucy NC-17 spashley love scene ;) I’ll miss your stories and amazing writing. Can’t wait to see where this last masterpiece takes us. Oh and PMS DAMNIT!!!#%#@ haha.
wow it’s amazing how far feeling betrayed can bring us. I can feel spencer’s pain in this story over everything and it’s something no human being should ever have to go through. your writing is simply fabulous and each update has me sitting on the edge of my chair biting my nails. truly great, pms!
First off let me start by saying that i dig the quote you used at the beginning of this story… second, like always, this was amazing… i never know where the story is going, which really is the best part… your writing is so unpredictable… i can’t wait for the next chapter. thanks for writing = )
its scary how amazing a writer you are at such a young age…pms!
i always comment and alot of the time im first and always on multiple sites and i dont get a shout out :( *pout* i dont know if i want to read anymore im jk it was realy good and i hate you for the cliff hanger and im still putting the peices together but im coming up blank we need an update :) sorry it took so long to comment :)
am getting more anxious and confuse…but i love it!!! PMS
man i cant wait for spencer to start going on kill bill… sorry i mean kill ashley on everyone but now there is someone else who know about ashley’s plan man who else was in on arthur to maybe becouse it seems like everyone else that has ties to the house was in on the abduction but now we need ashley pov come on ashley’s pov i want to know whats going though the f’ed up mined of ashley davies maybe she does love spencer? maybe not but on please
shweeeeet…you never disapoint. Cheers mate.