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But I don’t.

I merely let his glare hold mine hostage at the same time he nods. “Well, silence is better than a lie.”

“Fuck you,” tearily flies off my quivering lips.

“For?”

“Acting like this shit is easy for me.”

“Looks it.”

“Does it, asshole?” Sniffles savagely interject themselves into the conversation. “Is that what the tears in my eyes and the fact I can’t stop shaking tells you?!”

“That tells me you know damn well you shouldn’t be fucking going anywhere.”

“I have to go, Nolan.”

“You don’t.”

“It’s not safe here.”

“It is.”

“It’s not!”

“It is.”

“It. Is. Not!” I shriek on a defiant foot stomp. “Do you have any fucking idea what happened tonight?!”

His head tilts sarcastically to one side. “You really think The Kid didn’t immediately call and tell me?”

Probably before he came over to the car for us to go home.

Or maybe while waiting for the cops?

Or…I don’t know.

He was out of my sight plenty, but this is the first time I’ve been out of his.

I probably should’ve just run then.

Off into the nearby woods and kept running until I found a lake to drown in.

“After what The Kid did tonight, how can you possibly think for even a fucking minute that this isn’t the safest place for you?”

“I-”

“How could you think for even a fucking second that there would be anywhere else in the world safer for you than in a home protected by the two men who willingly put people in the ground for trying to get near you?”

“I-”

“Fuck, Bunny, what more do we have to do to prove that we’re fucking here for you? What the fuck else do we have to do to prove that we’re loyal to you? That we lo-” The word isn’t finished; however, it doesn’t have to be. I know what it is. Hell, I can feel what it is. “You belong with us. End of story.”

“Not end of story…” My head rapidly shakes in denial. “This is not some fairytale bullshit where the handsome princes from a different town come in on flowing white horses and rescue me from the evil king trying to make me his bride. This is the real world, Nolan! Me staying here is the difference between life and death, not just for myself but for you! For Kipp! And I know you’d do anything and everything in this world to keep him safe!”

“I will.”

“Then that means letting me go!” Tears roll down my cheeks against my own volition. “That means letting me walk out that door and put as much distance as possible between all of us! That means forgetting my name! That you know me! That you ever fucking met me! That you-” It’s my turn not to let the word loose in the room. “You wanna keep The Kid alive? Forget. Me.”

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