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He palms my face away from his. “Don’t you point those things at me. We’re not doing this.”

I huff away, annoyed at him. I finish his drink in one go.

“Take me home at least?” I ask, eyebrows up. “Make BJ think it’s something it’s not?”

He cocks his chin at me, gives me a look.

“Why should I?” he asks like he’s thinking about it, but I already know he will.

“Because the boy I love got a new tattoo on his chest. Of me — well — sort of. It’s of the thing he’s said I’ve always reminded him of, and I’m dead,” I offer. “I’m dead on his chest.”

Rush grimaces. “That wouldn’t happen to be a deer, would it?”

I frown at him. “How did you know that?”

He shifts uncomfortably. “Tom got it too.”

My mouth falls open.

“Yeah.” He cringes. “I saw it when we had the fight. I don’t know. You missed it somehow.”

I press the tips of my fingers into my eyes and do my best not to cry.

Both of them? Both people I loved have gotten tattoos of me dead on them? What’s the matter with them? And perhaps more pressingly, what’s the matter with me?

“Oh, fine—” Rush growls under his breath and I look up at him. “I’ll give you a quick peck in front of Ballentine and then I’m dropping you straight home.”

Henry

8:57PM

You get home okay last night

I did.

Ok and then what happened?

Hah

How do you know something happened last night?

You and Rush

Something always happens

Did you?

Did we what?

….

….

Magnolia

Why do you do this?

Stop being fucking evasive. You’ll tell me in 5 minutes, so just tell me now

We did.

Shit

Hope Tom doesn’t hear…

I hope Jack Jack doesn’t hear.

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