079: Vacant Apartment

Dexter

I wake up feeling so much pain that I can’t even sit up in bed, much less stand up.

I’d heard before that rejections were painful especially when the bond was old. Mine and Ellen’s had been relatively old as we had been together for quite some time.

I guess I wouldn’t have felt this way if I hadn’t put in so much effort instead of just lying down, but I couldn’t leave her on the floor of my garage. So, I put her in her car and drove her two blocks away from Walter’s house. It was at a considerable fucking risk and I can’t believe that crazy bitch put me through that.

I didn’t end up getting caught, though. I called an Uber and went straight to a hotel and this is where I currently am. I can’t risk going back to my place. Maybe after Walter is dead, I’ll be free. Until then, there’s no fucking way I’ll take a chance, especially now that Ellen and I are officially through.

But despite the pain, I feel free. So free in fact that I find myself smiling. I’m now free to mark who