Chapter 87: RICHARD
Power.
The concept. The feeling. It’s the most euphoric of all drugs.
The thrill of it hits more than any drug could. It’s a whole different kind of high. It’s intoxicating. And like every other drug... it’s hella addictive.
But I don’t really care. That feeling of being on top, being the one others respected, it’s something I don’t ever want to lose, so yeah, I’m addicted to it, so fucking what?!
The fear in Lucy’s eyes. The dread in her voice as she begged. That’s power. It’s respect. It’s my best kind of high.
I left the hospital practically walking on the clouds. I was floating. And the thing with power is that like other drugs, no matter how many times you take it, that feeling of euphoria never gets old. It thrills and it fucking feels the same every time.
Lanke hates it. He knew what I just did. It was clear in his face, but the good man was cool enough to keep it to himself. He said nothing as he opened the door for me, and after I told him to take me back to the office, he only nodded in response.
I guess he’s like that because he has never gotten a taste of the drug. Lanke grew up poor, and with his skin color, people treated him and his family like shit.
He seldom talked about it, but I could see it. He wasn’t really free from all that. He still can’t look me in the eye at times. He bows his head when he meets with people like me, and I don’t think he knows that he does that.
I didn’t feel pity, but the sight is always pitiful. No offense, I liked Lanke, but if he was my dad, I sure as hell would do anything to not be like him.
I guess that’s the thing about power, everyone wants to have it and I mean everyone. Many would pretend not to, but if the hieroglyphics of their hearts were to be read, the desire to be respected, to say things and have them obeyed, to be in charge, to take control; that would be among the first five on the list.
But power is not meant for everyone, it’s meant for those who are willing to take it. Those who would do anything to possess it, those who are strong enough to handle its effect.
