me. My bed. Upstairs. I do
ave clock saying 5:47 and his boots by the door leaking me
And my dead old phone and the burner phone were both on the charger on the d
still warm. S
coming a habit. A bad habit maybe. But it's sof
itchen. Back to
h
the bottom
many scars. Long white lines crossing his shoulders, down his spine. Like claw mark
sink. She saw me and her ey
t off the counter and pulled it o
othing happened. But his f
My face was hot too. I stared
Food in the fridge, honey. Kael,
What
ng us in the kitchen w
w the way he moved stiff on his left
I said before
Too fast. Like I'm fi
the big one. On your si
e forgot it was there. Then he sig
guys had a knife. Got lucky," he sa
. Because of me. Because
My voice went loud. "You got - Kael, yo
ut stopped halfway. Hand in air. "It's not
hat thing looked d
ing, but angry shaking. At Jonah, at
me," I
nked.
o see. If it's not
little, surprised laugh. "Y
ser
That heavy look. Then he lifted his
oked. Like he did it himself in a hurry. Blood seeping thr
ered. "That's s
he said aga
ke that off. The t
f himself, wincing just a tiny bit but t
inches long. Not super deep but deep
x I saw on top of the fridge - Mara must have left
. My knees on the cold kitchen ti
ll sting
id. Looking dow
ay blood smells up close, metallic and warm, I hate it but I kept going.
s stomach muscles tightened when I touche
red, focused on the gauze. Putting new g
for this," he sai
bed because of some girl you found in the
he said, soft, "You
shed his skin. Warm. So warm. Sca
Sat back on my
he bandage. St
you," h
d again," I said,
not almost smile. Teeth showing
t to," he sa
d for you like
es cracked. Loud i
ing his shirt up a little and I was right there i
nd. Just a second. Then back up. Heavy.
should have moved. Ste
" he sa
ea
s you right now,
nt. Not literary. Not smoo
ally thought. Jonah ne
ing so loud I was s
oice barely there.
n. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear that had fallen o
aned down.
the mouth. Warm and careful, lik
ster kissing. It was like...
n't h
y hands found his shoulders, carefu
a little fast, he rested his foreh
," he whispered. Like he w
pered back. "Eve
inst my forehe
ough the kitchen window, falling on the frozen mud p
nd his hands were still wa
rew away, I thought. But Jonah felt
itchen with the fridge humming an
at me like I was the only thing keeping him breath
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