"How long have they been gone?" Danica asks.
Ghost begins to growl in the car. She leaps out of the window taking her position in front of Danica. Three cars drive in, parking behind the Jeep. I can still drive out if I need to. The guys both come over to me taking their usual defensive positions
"Dan, you're serious about this bitch?" Gwen asks rushing in front of the others. The four others with her are definitely Gwen's brothers. Ghost keeps barking at them.
"Calm your dog," one of the older guys growls.
"Ghost, hacke(heel)," I order, calmly. She sits but doesn't move away from Danica.
"Impressive, Tyler," the guy steps forward. "I'm..."
"I know who you are, Geo Parker," I hate having to do this. Even if it is my fault.
"You have some nerve coming into our house after putting hands on my sister," he says.
"I'm not here for you or her. I'm here for my girl," I say. Th
We get through two weeks without bringing what happened up mostly because she's always locked with him in his room. Willingly, Jay hands me the keys to the Jeep for us to use. I stop at the red light and glance over at her. She feels different. Stronger. She feels a little like him. Reeks of him as well. I look ahead as the light turns green. I gently press on the gas. "This is a little awkward," she says softly like she's embarrassed. "It's a lot awkward," I grin before popping my neck. I park outside the gym the twins own and climb out. I haven't been here since my brother slapped the fuck out of me. I take my bag from the back seat and jump out of the car. "Do you have a license?" "Yes," she nods as I pull the door to the gym open and hold it until she walks through. I can't stop staring at her and I don't know how to ask everything I want to without getting grossed out that she's my brother's mate. "Ladies," Miles greets
The drive is a little over three hours and when we get there it's dark out. Dad brought me here once. It was the place where he told me he met Mom. It was one of the things he did for me when he was sober. I sit at the spot where he said he spotted Mom crying. I don't remember what Mom looked like. I was three when she was killed, but I can imagine what my dad looked like trying to console her. Giant intimidating man, nervous at the fact that she was crying, trying to flirt to make her feel better. I'd witnessed his awkwardness several times when he was trying to be sweet. It's where I get my awkwardness from. Jay gets his assertiveness from our Mom. Or so dad would accuse him of. His go-to was you're just like your mother, Jaykob when Jay would get into trouble."When did he bring you here?" Jay asks sitting next to me."I was eleven," I say. "He came here a lot. I used to follow him and one day he just offered,""How did you figure it out?" h
"What are you doing?" I look up to see Danica and Ghost standing outside my door. "Homework," I say waving them in. Ghost jumps on the bed making herself comfortable behind me. "We had homework?" she asks sitting next to me. "Yeah," I glare at her. "For English," "This bed is massive," she comments, ignoring the fact that she has homework. "Yeah, I had to buy a new one after you and Jay spent forty-eight hours of intense working out on it," I groan. She laughs, and her face flushes pink before she looks away. "I'm sorry," "We don't apologize," I say going back to my paper. Has he not told her the rules yet? Don't Apologize is rule number four. "I kind of figured," she says quietly and a little disappointed. "Did he do something that might require an apology?" I ask. She shakes her head. "No. I-Iapologized and he got upset," she explains. "Upset as i
Jet doesn't move a muscle. A crowd is beginning to form around us. The classroom doors are all shut. It's a usual drill for teachers when fights start in the halls. They usually end with someone dying and the teachers know better than to get in between us if they don't meet the ranks. Especially when my breed is present. Jay and Leelie had accidentally killed several teachers in their fits."He makes you weak you know that? That's what you are. A weak-ass little girl who needs to be told what to do," she mocks."You think so?" I smile."Ms. Parker we should go." Jet says timidly."Shut the fuck up, Gay," she growls. He glances at me and steps back raising his hands in surrender. He's going to let me kill her."What do you think is going to happen? You can't beat me," she pulls out a huge hunting knife from inside her jacket.I step back staring at it. Who brings something like that to school? Who carries a knife like
"D," there's a knock at the door on my side of the bathroom. "Yeah?" I call out trying to hide the fact that I'm having a meltdown. "I have to go, okay? Heavenly had an emergency. Leelie is downstairs if you need anything. The twins are on their way," "Okay," I say softly. He lingers there for an instant and then walks away. I can hear a lot more than before. His footsteps. The sound of hearts beating. Ghost scratching herself. The low hum of the air outside. Even the sound of his engine as he drives away. I remove my wet clothes and toss them into the sink. I mean to wash myself but seeing th red stains on my skin again makes me feel like falling apart all over again. It's not long after, that there's a soft knock before the door is opened. "Hey," Leelie greets me like it's no big deal that she's in my bathroom while I was completely naked and falling apart. "I made your favorite," "What's wrong wit
The music is blaring downstairs and I can hear people arriving. I haven't left my room all week. In the return of Leelie and the fact that it's her birthday today, the guys decided on a massive party. Which means, I have to get up and go out there because let's face it. With all this noise, I am not going to be able to go back to sleep and Ghost is ten seconds away from breaking through my door to chew on someone. She's bent down in front of the door, her ass up, tail wagging back and forth aggressively wanting to be let out. "Dagmar, get your ass moving," my brother shouts knocking on the door. Ghost throws her head back and howls making him laugh. I pull my thigh-high boots on and grab my jacket. I open the door only to be greeted by Demon and Panther. Leelie's Dobermans. I move as they pounce into my room skipping around Ghost. No wonder she was all excited. They were waiting for her to come out and play. "Get the hell out of here," I poi
The images in my head get more violent.Memories that have never gone away are a lot more clear now. It's almost like reliving them all over again. A man is pinning me down against my will leaving a searing hot itch all over my body. My face and my arms began to itch with the fading sounds of the music behind us. "You can't mark her like this. It can permanently scar her. She's not ready," I hear Jay's voice. "Dagmar you need to calm down. Look at me," I pull away from Miles and look up at my brother. I can see him trying to say something but it's all just blending in with the ringing in my ears. I close my eyes and cover my ears trying to drown out the sound but it isn't coming from anywhere. It's all inside my head. I open my eyes to find I'm alone. I look around not recognizing the room yet there is something oddly familiar about it. I sit up getting off the bed. It's only then that I know. The lights are off outside in the hallw
I didn't go to my graduation and this morning, I was called into the office to clear my locker and pick up my diploma. Leelie is officially my new babysitter. She volunteered for the job, much to my surprise. She's been so helpful ever since she got back. The memories have calmed down enough to become nightmares. I'm remembering things I don't want to. Conversations I can never repeat out loud. Promises that should never have been made.Things are the same, but they seem completely different simultaneously. This morning I got very emotional over the sun rise. The way the pretty grays and purples burst into flames as the sun overwhelmed the night. I need to get a hold of myself. I need to get more than just a couple of hours of sleep a night. This is ridiculous.The school is full when we arrive. It's the last week of school for the underclassmen. I should have asked if I could wait until Monday to pick my things up, but I doubt they would have allowed it. O