Finn POV
Sleeping was hard, for I couldn't. I kicked-boxed the whole night. I punched the bag in my gymnasium nonstop. There was an ache in my chest; it was like a stab of a knife, stuck in the same spot that only kept going deeper.
I was a pain, and I never accepted it until I saw it in Cheryl's eyes.
I lived with the fact that I was a monster. She feared me. She was afraid of me.
Cheryl agreed to bleed out than to have me closer. I was affecting her that she was becoming insane. She looked at me like I was there to take away her soul.
I only wanted to love her. I was in love with her.
How can I make her understand?
I wished things were different, Cheryl!
A month ago, I was plotting scenarios for killing Cheryl Mason, and that present-day, she was the one killing me.
I was si
