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We couldn't bury anything close to this monstrosity. Perhaps it should be closer to the house anyway.
I walked away from the hole and the mounds of dirt surrounding it. There were small rocks under the back porch, which I thought were ridiculous. Did they look pretty under there? Sure. Were they going to be outrageous for me to put back so other people didn't know that I had disturbed them in the first place? Absolutely.
I pointed down at the rocks. "Here. This is the perfect place to dig a hole. One of you get to it. Chop chop."
"You're joking, right?"
"Pretty girl," Abel cooed, "you know I love you like nobody's business, and normally I'd give you anything you asked for, but today it's just not going to fly. I'm sorry."
This was why boys weren't always worth it and I often found myself with a headache.
I turned around to stare them down and slammed my hands down on my hips. "Let me get this right. You both follow me out here demanding to know whatwe'redoing when you weren't even invited along in the first place, and now you want to argue with me and tell me no, you can't do it? And you'resorry?"
I threw my hands up in frustration and I wanted to tip my head back and scream up at the sky. Not at the twins, just to let out my emotions.
"I'm not messing with Quinton's rocks," Addison told me, sounding like he thought I was crazy. "He just put them down and he's taking this whole backyard makeover way too seriously. The pool isn't the only thing he's planning for back here. Now that you and Dash are all moved in and tucked away, he thinks this is gonna be your forever home."
A forever home sounded kind of nice and terrifying all at the same time.
Abel nodded, agreeing with what his twin had said. "It's true. He's obsessed with making sure the rest of your life is absolutely perfect and that you have all the things you never had growing up. This place is going to look picture-perfect when it's all said and done."
"We're not complaining, because we live here too and I'm already envisioning spending my days laughing by the pool and living out my best life. But..."
I closed my eyes tight and bit my bottom lip to keep my emotions at bay. In true Quinton behavior, he went out of his way to be sweet to me without even telling me about it. I loved that prickly asshole so much.
Still, I didn't want a pool.
"Fine," I sighed and opened my eyes. "We'll dig a hole just outside the rocks so as not to disturb Quinton's aesthetic. Get to it, boys."
They looked at each other, having a silent conversation I wasn't privy to. Addison shrugged and Abel stepped forward with the shovel. I pointed to a spot on the grass and Abel started digging.
I shrugged the backpack I hadn't used since I'd dropped out of high school off my shoulders and carefully placed it on the grass at my feet. I sat beside the bag and stretched out my legs, spreading out and getting comfortable on the soft grass.
Addison dropped down beside me. He stretched his legs out in front of him and crossed his feet at the ankles. His hands went into the grass behind him and he leaned back, totally relaxed and unconcerned as we watched his twin dig a hole in the ground.
I sat forward and pulled the backpack into my lap. The jars inside clinked against each other loudly. Abel paused with the shovel in the ground, his combat boot pressed down. His head slowly turned to the side and a curious eyebrow quirked up.
"What's in the bag?" His twin asked beside me.
"At least now I know how big to dig the hole," Abel grumbled.
I unzipped the bag and pulled out a jar, leaving the other two in there. I already snuck down to the basement and stuck one in the dirt down there where Vivian had been buried.
Even though I was no longer afraid to be down there, it still gave me the creeps to be messing with that dirt. Maybe I shouldn't have put a jar down there because it seemed wrong on some level. I'd done it anyway because there hadn't been another place I could think of that would be better to hide it where someone else wouldn't find it.
"Do I even want to know what you've put inside that jar? And how many more of them do you have in that bag of yours?" Addison inquired.
"I've got one for Julian and Damien's house, and another for Rain's cabin. I'm not messing with the shop because of all the weird stuff that was found in the basement when Ty first bought the place. That's some really bad juju I'm not about to mess with because it scares the crap outta me."
Addison reached over and plucked the jar out of my hands. He turned it around, studying it.
"Curious," he murmured. "I can feel an energy coming from inside it. It's warm and protective feeling, makes me almost feel safe just holding it in my hands."
His words made me happy. Hopefully that was what it was supposed to do. That was the thing about spells that always worried me, you never really knew exactly what you were going to get out of it.
A shadow fell over me right before Abel's shovel slammed into the grass beside me, sliding right into the dirt below.
"Give me that," he ordered and plucked the jar out of his twin's hands. He didn't even spare the contents a glance, he just walked over to the hole he'd dug and unceremoniously dropped the jar.
