AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He swallows. He looks scared. He shrugs again. “Again,” he said. “It doesn’t matter. We need to help her.”
“And you’re willing to go back to hell for her,” Misha says, incredulously.
“I’m willing to do anything,” Malon says. “You only have to tell me what you need from me and I’ll do it. No matter what.”
“You’re serious,” Luke says.
There’s a question in his eyes, but I don’t need to ask him anything. I know he means it. He has to.
“Okay,” I say as I look at him. “So you have to tell her.”
“What?” Misha asks.
“It doesn’t matter if you have to cover your ass with a lie,” I say. “But you need to tell her that she has to try this before she decides to kill herself. You are the one who convinced her not to get exorcised in the first place, so you’re the one that has to convince her that she has to do this.”
I see a look of panic quickly cross his face. “I’m not going to be able to convince her. Not by myself.”
“Don’t worry,” Luke says. “I’ll help.”
“Do whatever you need to do,” Misha says. He brushes himself off, his arms crossed over his chest. “In the meantime, we should probably all keep an eye on her. Don’t let her out of your sight, no matter what else you do. Got it?”
We all nod.
Misha claps his hand over my shoulder, giving me a quick squeeze. He drops his voice before he speaks. “Thank you,” he says. “For telling us. And, you know, for handling this.”
“Yeah,” I say, though what I really want to say is that I have no idea what the fuck else I was supposed to be doing. “Yes, of course.”
And then he leaves the room, and Malon and Luke leave the room together.
I’m left staring at Trine from the window as she laughs at something Kelly said, my heart dropping when she picks her head up to make eye contact with me.
She mustn’t be able to see me. She looks away, going right back to her conversation.
And the knot in my stomach only tightens.
TRINE
Ididn’t think they would take it well, but I was definitely surprised at how upset they seemed. I guess there’s part of me that thought that they would also understand that this was the best option.
I know I can’t tell the girls. It’s too complicated, they would only worry about me. There’s nothing anyone can do. I know that for a fact.
When Luke approaches me, I’m surprised. He strokes my arm for a second to catch my attention, and flashes me a shaky smile. “Hey,” he says. “I think we can go get food for everyone. The weather is nice, not too hot. Want to go for a walk with us?”
I look past him. Malon stands behind him, his hands in his pockets. He barely manages to pick up his head to look into my eyes. I barely resist the urge to swear under my breath. I guess there was no part of me that should’ve thought they were going to be able to keep it to themselves, but this isn’t a pair I’d ever expect to ask me to go for a walk.
Malon and Luke hate each other. At least that’s what I always thought.
They don’t seem to be hating each other right now.
The girls tease me a little bit, but when they see the look on my face, they back off.
This is going to be a long fucking walk, from Alana’s house to the street and then to whatever place we decide to go for food. It’s an excuse–everyone knows it’s nothing but an excuse–but it’s the least I can do for them, particularly if they’re worried about me.
We talk a little about the weather and how chipper Alana seems despite the destruction to her house during the night, but it’s all small talk until we’ve rounded Alana’s house and people are no longer in earshot.
“So,” I say. “If you told Mal, I assume that means you told Misha, too?”
“It was important,” Luke replies.
