Knox Carson
Knox has never been normal
He's always had that itching feeling in his hands to strangle something... someone
He always had that dark voice in his mind that whispered for him to do bad things.
He's always had anger coursing through his...
"May you fall asleep in the arms of a dream, so beautiful, you'll cry when you awake" - Michael Faudet
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
✖️Marigold✖️
I shook my head "I can't" I said immediately "No chance" Mom burst, standing up and glaring at Flores "I understand you have gone through something... traumatic. Something no young girl should ever have to go through, but I do think this is a necessary in the case" she said.
"Putting her in front of that psychopath is not necessary. It's cruel, it's traumatic and it's fucking unprofessional for you to even suggest" mom shouted "Mrs Moreau-" "No. Categorically no. She's not facing that monster ever again. I'd like you to leave now please" she said.
Flores sighed, before looking at me "Marigol-" "Go" Mom insisted Flores stared at her for a moment, before moving for the door "Fine. But I do think it'll be the only way to get him to open up. He's on shut down-"
"We don't care" Mom spoke up, sitting down beside me again Shut down? Flores looked at me, seemingly done with mom's attitude "He won't open up about his parents. About Maddox, about anything... and..." she looked at detective Thompson for a moment.
He seemed nice. Caring. Like he actually understood where I was coming from. Flores seemed more... abrupt. Work orientated Thompson sighed, but I didn't miss the sly look he sent Flores, like he was annoyed at her "I'm afraid we have to tell you, Mr Carson is aware of the baby" he said.
"What?" Mom shouted "Now there's no reason why he can't know-" "You told that fucking monster he's expecting a child? He's already obsessed with her, why the fuck would you do that?" Mom interrupted Flores "Mr Carson will have no involvement in any decisions to do with the baby, due to the nature of his crimes his rights are... limited when it comes to your pregnancy" Thompson explained calmly, looking solely at me.
Which I was grateful for I was young. Yes. But I can also make my own decisions. "Get out. Get the fuck out" Mom shouted Flores hesitated, looking at me once more "Think about it" is all she said, before she left.
"How dare they? Who does she think she is? She can't disclose your personal information. It's wrong it's illegal" Mom ranted "Mom" "We need to report her, she's not getting off with that one. She's put us in more danger than we already had" she rambled on.
"Mom" I said louder, cutting her out of her thoughts "Maybe... maybe I should... go and see him" I said simply "No" she said immediately "He won't talk. He won't tell them anything" I said.
"And that's their problem. He's not getting out now darling. Not after everything he's done to you. To Ruby" she said softly "I know. But what about his parents. What if they're out there somewhere. Or even if they are... gone" I mumbled towards the end "Even if they are gone then they're out there, they need to be brought home, for their family, what about Maddox?" I questioned.
