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“I can’t believe the two vilest teenagers on planet Earth found each other. It’s weird how life works sometimes.”
Ryan and Kaitlyn are actually the perfect couple: they both have dark, maniacal, demonic creatures where their souls should be.
“What’s the next step? We have to get him back. No one screws with my k-bear and walks away from it!”
“There is no next step,” Aiden announces as he walks into the room and tosses me a sweater of his.
“What do you mean there’s no next step?” Mason asks, growing angrier as he states the facts. “They slashed her tires and keyed her car! That’s not a small thing! That’s vandalism and damage of property!”
“There is no next step because I’m going to handle it,” Aiden clarifies.
He ushers us to the door, which he closes and locks, and we head to Mason’s Range Rover, parked in the driveway.
“We’re going to drop you off at Charlotte’s, I already called her. Mason’s going to take me to school so I can pick up my car and wait for the tow truck, which should be on its way,” he says.
“What do you mean you’ll ‘handle it’?” I pull his sweater around me as he opens the back door for me and closes it once I’m seated. It’s cold outside, considering it’s probably almost midnight, and I’m instantly grateful that Aiden thought to give me a sweater.
He gets in shotgun and Mason starts the SUV. “I mean what I said. I’ll handle it.”
“They messed with me. I should help, or have a part in your plan to ‘handle it.’ Or at the very least know what it is,” I assert, getting slightly annoyed with his reluctance to let me help, or even tell me what his plan is.
“I want to help too.” Mason sticks up for me. “And I’m sure Anna is just dying for an excuse to break Kaitlyn’s nose.”
I smile at the mention of Annalisa. She would so love to do that.
Aiden glares at Mason, clearly peeved that he didn’t take his side. “I’ll handle it, tomorrow,” he emphasizes.
As if Aiden just revealed his grand plan from those few words, Mason’s eyes widen in realization. “Oh.”
“Why? What’s tomorrow?” I ask, oblivious to whatever just happened.
“Nothing.” Aiden dismisses my question.
“Clearly there’s something!” I exclaim, getting frustrated.
“Don’t worry about it, Amelia,” Mason adds.
“No, tell me!” I demand.
“Leave it, Amelia.”
“Just tell me, Aiden!”
“It’s better if you’re not involved.”
“Mason?” I plead.
“He’s right. We’ll handle it.”
“What?! Now Mason gets to be involved? Are the other boys going to be involved too?”
They share a look. Their action and silence confirming my question.
“Great! So everyone gets to be involved except the person their vandalism directly affected!”
We pull into Charlotte’s driveway, and she opens the door, waiting for us on the porch.
Aiden gets out of the SUV and opens my door for me, his intense gaze meeting mine. “Messing with you affects all of us.”
