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Not nearly enough, I think.
“You shouldn’t be here, Conner.”
Anger flashes in his eyes as his hands go to the wide tree trunk behind my back. He leans down, putting us face to face. “I’ve been trying to contact you all fucking week.”
“I-I know.” My eyes drop to the ground, but Conner grips my chin, lifting my face back to his.
“Talk to me, K. Please.” His eyes shutter as he inhales a ragged breath. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the air and I wince, wondering if it’s Warren and the girl he dragged out here with us, or one of the many other couples that disappeared into the darkness over the course of the night.
When Conner’s eyes snap open, they’re completely black. “Kenny, tell me what’s going on. I’m begging you.”
“I... he...” I don’t want to say the words, but one of Conner’s hands winds around the side of my neck, stroking my pulse point as if he’s coaxing them right out of me.
“Did he touch you?” It’s a low growl, and Conner’s body begins to tremble. His fingers splay around my throat as he pins me to the trunk. “Kennedy, answer me. Did you let him touch you?”
“You think I could stop him?” Tears leak from my eyes. “He took me to the fight night last Sunday.”
“You… you were there?” His eyes go wide.
I nod, trying to smother the pain bleeding from my pores. “He...” I inhale a shuddering breath.
“What, Kenny?” he grits out. “What did that motherfucker do?”
“H-he made me watch you fight while he...” I can’t say it. The words die on my tongue right along with my heart.
“He fucked you there? At the fight?”
A whimper spills from my lips as Conner tears away from me and buries his face in his hands. My knees buckle and I reach out for the tree, holding myself up.
“That’s why I didn’t reply... I couldn’t...”
“I’ll kill him.” Conner’s eyes burn into mine, his expression deadly. “I’ll fucking kill him.”
“No, no, you can’t.” I throw myself at him, wrapping my body around him like a blanket. At first Conner doesn’t respond, just stands deadly still, his chest heaving between us.
“I’m sorry,” I cry into the crook of his neck. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
His arms wind around me for a second, but then he untangles me from his body. The dark expression on his face sends shivers down my spine. “You need to go,” he breathes.
“W-what?” Pain lances my chest.
“I can’t even fucking look at you right now.”
“C-Conner? It’s me. It’s Kennedy.”
The words sound so stupid. He knows it’s me. He just sees me differently now, like I knew he would.
A girl’s moans pierce the air and he flinches, cussing under his breath.
“He’s out there right now, balls deep in some other girl and you’re just what... going to go home with him and let him fuck you with her cum still on his dick?”
I try to smother another whimper, but it escapes my lips as I clutch my throat, trembling.
“Are you just a whore now, K?” Conner stalks toward me, contempt burning in his eyes. “Do you like it? Do you like letting him take what he wants from you? Is that why you left me, babe? Because I didn’t treat you like a whore?”
He trails a finger down my cheek, dragging it through my salty tears.
“Conner, don’t...”
