The Lunacy of Tyler Lockhart ✔️

Prologue

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Present

Tyler

To a lot of people boredom would drive them to do normal things, like watching television, reading a book, listening to music, cooking etc. The definition of boredom was a little different to me. It often led towards me doing a number of hazardous things. Boredom to me was like a disease that had absolutely no cure.

I looked at the naked woman in my bed.

Sarah.

Sarah had lovely big breasts, kind of like those women you saw in porn websites; she was a total package with a nice curvy ass and luscious pink lips. Being a commercial air pilot, women were attracted to me without me even trying and sure I'd taken full advantage of that fact. Sarah was also a good friend, but that's all she was; a friend who allowed me to fuck her every once a while.

She was sleeping face down in the pillow, her dark hair sprawled around her. I had this urge, this undying urge to wrap my hands around her neck and...

Choke her.

I shook the vile thoughts out of my mind, I needed to go home and write my thoughts into the diary.

I ran my hand through my hair and picked up my iPhone from the table to distract myself. It flashed twenty missed calls and twelve text messages. All of them were from home.

The time on the clock read two am in the morning, I picked up my discarded clothes and began dressing up. I decided to take a shower when I went back to my apartment because being around Sarah was proving to be dangerous.

Mom always told me to write all my thoughts down in a diary instead of acting on it; for example my impulses and my urges. I was so blunt with my speech that it scared me sometimes, I wasn't scared of what people would think of me.

I was scared that they would find out the real me.

There were two sides of Tyler Lockhart. One that I showed to people, the other that I tried to keep buried, the side of me that tried to resurface, the side that was a demon reincarnate.

I pulled the t-shirt on and began zipping up the jeans which is when I heard Sarah groan in bed. She turned around to face me, her hand raised towards me. "Come back to my bed, Captain." She drawled, grinning. She liked to tease me.

Sarah worked as a flight attendant in the same airline that employed me as a commercial air pilot. Before we'd started this 'friends with benefits' kinda relationship, I'd been discreet with what I was looking for and it sure wasn't a woman who'd want something more than that. I'd been clear from the very start that I enjoyed her company as a friend, told her she was gorgeous and would like to fuck her every now and then if she allowed me. At first Sarah had laughed and even thought I was joking, eventually she'd given in. She said it appealed to her how honest I was.

I'd never lied to Sarah. Not once. Never said I loved her, or that the friendship would be something more just because we were having sex, and she was quite understanding throughout the six months of us being friends. It would have been easier for me to look for a different woman every night, prowl around the clubs, engage in one night stands, but then I wouldn't risk getting STDs, I liked consistency, a pattern around my life.

Eat, fuck, sleep, work, repeat.

And I'd risked my professional life by practically taking my colleague to bed, not that I cared.