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now.”
    â€œYeah, me too,” I said. “It’s a bit late for the pub but my place is just round the corner. We could pick up a bottle from the late shop and, well, I dunno…”
    Fuck it. Just fuck it, you know what I mean? Debs had dumped me anyway, and I didn’t think I could sink any lower than I already had that night.
    Turned out I was wrong.
    â€œI do,” she said, and winked at me. “I know exactly what we could do.”
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    S he did as well , and it was bloody great. It didn’t have any right to be, trust me I know that, but it was all the same. I knew that if I closed my eyes I’d still see his ruined face but so long as I kept them open I could see Ally’s eyes staring up into mine instead, willing and wanton. That and I was drunk as a lord from the pub and then the bottle of corner-shop vodka we’d killed between us before we moved from the sofa in my office to the bedroom. Her nails were as sharp as they were long and she seemed to get a great deal of pleasure out of tearing into my back with them. It hurt like hell but like I said, pain was good right then. My pain, the night creature’s, even hers. I had to take that night out on someone and there she was, right there under me.
    We went at it like fucking animals, rough and ugly. That’s not my style normally but I had to do something to keep his face away. I don’t think I’d ever done it quite that rough before but then I was feeling weird in general, more than even the horror and the shame and the truly monumental amount of booze could account for. I’m not sure I was completely in my right mind at the time, looking back on it.
    Maybe I finished a bit quickly but she didn’t seem that bothered, and at least she’d had the good grace not to mention the patchwork of old, faded scars that covered my chest, or the fresh plaster that I had stuck over my latest wound. Afterwards I sagged onto the sweaty sheets beside her, out of breath and knackered, and wishing I still bothered to keep some tissues near the bed. My back was actually bleeding, so I could still hold out some hope that she had enjoyed herself too.
    It had been a while, to be fair – there hadn’t been anyone since the last time with Debbie, whatever she might think, and that was a good few months ago now. All the same, I had forgotten that sex could feel quite that good. I closed my eyes and groaned with a satisfaction I knew I didn’t deserve. His face swam up out of the darkness in front of me, deep pools of black blood where his eyes had been. Fuck it, that well and truly pissed on the mood.
    I sat up and wiped a hand over my face, coughing.
    â€œWell,” Ally said. “That’s that then.”
    â€œThat’s what?”
    She sat up beside me, the sheets pooling around her waist to bare her small, white breasts. Her nipples were a very dark pink, almost red.
    â€œI ought to be off,” she said. “I’ve got an early start in the morning.”
    I nodded vaguely, my head still full of booze and cum and shame. “You OK getting home?”
    â€œOh I’ll be fine,” she said. “You frightened all the monsters away, remember?”
    I felt like telling her that no, I’d frightened one of them away and there were hundreds more where that one came from, but there was a mocking tone in her voice now that definitely hadn’t been there earlier so I thought fuck it .
    â€œYeah,” I said. “I did, didn’t I?”
    â€œIf you say so,” she said, and got out of bed. There was no mistaking her tone that time.
    Was I that bad a shag, really? Damn it, I thought it had been pretty good all things considered. She kept her back turned to me as she put her clothes on. The only thing she had kept on in bed was that bracelet.
    â€œCan I get your number?” I asked her. By that point I have to admit it was more out of habit than hope.
    â€œNo,”