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and finish her degree. Or even if she hated that subject, to find something else that she liked and start again there. She pleaded with Ben to understand her views on the world, and that playing along with the rules set by 'the powers that be', was not the way to make change.
Ben asked if she wanted to be like Che Guevara?
‘A revolutionist?’ she asked.
‘ No, a mass murderer, killing in the name of progression,’ he joked.
‘ I don't know, maybe,’ she said, chuckling.
He was a few years older than Eve, his life was an awful mess at that moment, and he wasn't the most successful man in the world by any stretch of the imagination either, but he sensed that Eve needed some guidance.
He told her it was clear she cared for people, had an interest in them, and that this was obvious from the seminars and talk groups that she frequented. He advised her to maybe find a career path in something related to that, to play the game by building a career, but at the same time, doing something that gave her a sense of achievement, finding happiness and giving herself some self-worth.
‘ Maybe you're right,’ she said. ‘And what about you? What are you going to do about work? And more importantly, what about your girlfriend?’
Ben gently stroked Eve's arm, as he closed his eyes and for the first time since all that had happened, gave a moment’s thought to the future, as opposed to everything he had just been thr ough or worrying about the things he had done, or even just being lost in the moment with his lovely new friend.
Eve was a young, beautiful and strong-willed woman, but lost in a world that could chew you up and spit you out, without a second's thought. Even so, he trusted her, more than anyone else in his life right now.
‘So what do you think I should do?’ he asked.
She caressed his chest, lightly scratching his skin as she done so and snuggled herself closer into his body.
Sh e said the job was just a job. He could have guessed she was going to say that, but then she mentioned that his mortgage was paid off, and that this was the greatest expense the majority of people had to worry about, that as long as he had a little saved to get by for the time being, for food and the smaller bills, financially he didn't really have anything to worry about.
She was right. He knew it. He smiled.
‘And as for your girlfriend...’ she said.
Eve had not once used Natalie's name, this gave Ben the feeling that Eve liked him the way in which he liked her. Did she see Natalie as the enemy? He thought so. She tried, but didn't succeed, to remain impartial when talking about Ben's relationship with 'the woman who he had just been betrayed by'.
She compared her betrayal to Ben and Eve sleeping with each other since last night; were they in the wrong also? Would this have happened if she hadn't cheated on Ben? He knew that if he had not caught Natalie and Dave together the day before, he would be back at home, back in his rut of depression, back to asking himself what he was meant to be doing with his life.
He also would n't have murdered two innocent teenagers. Ben drifted off into deep thought again, Eve's voice falling further from his mind. And if he didn't kill those two kids yesterday, when would it have happened?
The man in the mirror had been there for a while now, appearing more frequently as the days had passed. His messages were clearer every time he had something to say. There was a bad man inside Ben, and no matter how good he felt when passing the time with his new friend, Eve, no matter how fair and just her advice for him was, he realised that things had gone too far already.
‘ ...so I think you need to start by talking to her, and being honest. Then just see if you can believe a word she says,’ concluded Eve.
Ben smiled and kissed her on the forehead. She kissed him back and ran her hand up the inside of his thigh, cupping his balls, and massaging them gently.
Ben's phone began to vibrate,
Ben asked if she wanted to be like Che Guevara?
‘A revolutionist?’ she asked.
‘ No, a mass murderer, killing in the name of progression,’ he joked.
‘ I don't know, maybe,’ she said, chuckling.
He was a few years older than Eve, his life was an awful mess at that moment, and he wasn't the most successful man in the world by any stretch of the imagination either, but he sensed that Eve needed some guidance.
He told her it was clear she cared for people, had an interest in them, and that this was obvious from the seminars and talk groups that she frequented. He advised her to maybe find a career path in something related to that, to play the game by building a career, but at the same time, doing something that gave her a sense of achievement, finding happiness and giving herself some self-worth.
‘ Maybe you're right,’ she said. ‘And what about you? What are you going to do about work? And more importantly, what about your girlfriend?’
Ben gently stroked Eve's arm, as he closed his eyes and for the first time since all that had happened, gave a moment’s thought to the future, as opposed to everything he had just been thr ough or worrying about the things he had done, or even just being lost in the moment with his lovely new friend.
Eve was a young, beautiful and strong-willed woman, but lost in a world that could chew you up and spit you out, without a second's thought. Even so, he trusted her, more than anyone else in his life right now.
‘So what do you think I should do?’ he asked.
She caressed his chest, lightly scratching his skin as she done so and snuggled herself closer into his body.
Sh e said the job was just a job. He could have guessed she was going to say that, but then she mentioned that his mortgage was paid off, and that this was the greatest expense the majority of people had to worry about, that as long as he had a little saved to get by for the time being, for food and the smaller bills, financially he didn't really have anything to worry about.
She was right. He knew it. He smiled.
‘And as for your girlfriend...’ she said.
Eve had not once used Natalie's name, this gave Ben the feeling that Eve liked him the way in which he liked her. Did she see Natalie as the enemy? He thought so. She tried, but didn't succeed, to remain impartial when talking about Ben's relationship with 'the woman who he had just been betrayed by'.
She compared her betrayal to Ben and Eve sleeping with each other since last night; were they in the wrong also? Would this have happened if she hadn't cheated on Ben? He knew that if he had not caught Natalie and Dave together the day before, he would be back at home, back in his rut of depression, back to asking himself what he was meant to be doing with his life.
He also would n't have murdered two innocent teenagers. Ben drifted off into deep thought again, Eve's voice falling further from his mind. And if he didn't kill those two kids yesterday, when would it have happened?
The man in the mirror had been there for a while now, appearing more frequently as the days had passed. His messages were clearer every time he had something to say. There was a bad man inside Ben, and no matter how good he felt when passing the time with his new friend, Eve, no matter how fair and just her advice for him was, he realised that things had gone too far already.
‘ ...so I think you need to start by talking to her, and being honest. Then just see if you can believe a word she says,’ concluded Eve.
Ben smiled and kissed her on the forehead. She kissed him back and ran her hand up the inside of his thigh, cupping his balls, and massaging them gently.
Ben's phone began to vibrate,
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