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I guess this was what he needed. It’s what he was waiting for.
A weakness leading to a way in.
I knew I was close to the edge, but I wasn’t ready to jump. I guess I would never have jumped, though; it was all about being pushed.
I swallow the lump growing in my throat. “Kevin.” I say his name out loud. This is the second time I’ve talked to him. Other than that night six years ago at Mike’s house. I thought it would have taken more to lure him in. I didn’t even try yet. I was still setting up the dominoes.
“What are you doing here?” I ask him, trying to hide the swell of anger … and fear. My knuckles turn white as I grip the doorknob harder. “How did you know my address?” I ask him as it registers that I never told him. I’d planned on it, of course. My heart beats harder as I think about how this is exactly what I wanted. But not right now. Not like this.
I can barely breathe as he tells me, “I saw you walk home the other night from the frat house. It’s not too far away.”
It’s not. I rented this place just for that reason. I didn’t realize he’d noticed. I thought I’d have to tell him.
“I was just dropping by to check on you,” he says and then looks to his right and left. “You alone?” he asks.
I don’t want to tell him I am but I nod once regardless. That’s what a good victim would do. The perfect victim for him.
This is what I came here for. The entire reason I came to this town, this university.
The sole reason for my existence for the last six months. As soon as Grandmom died and there was nothing left to live for anymore.
To make him pay for what he did to her.
Even if I set him up, if the justice served is for what he does to me right now, it’ll be worth it. She deserves to have him pay for what he is.
“Do you want to come in?” I ask him and I let my body sway slightly, thinking of Sam and how she needed this. I have a glass of wine in me, only one but I play up the drunkenness. Maybe that will make this happen quicker.
He doesn’t answer me but he looks over his shoulder before coming in and shutting the door.
“You drinking?” he asks me, looking pointedly at the glass still in my hand. The dark liquid swirls as I shrug and try to think of what to say.
To think of what’s happening right now and not the night that he crept into the bedroom where Sam was. I try not to think of what he did to her and what he’s about to do to me. I was right there. So close to saving her. So close to preventing all this.
But I can make it all better now. I can make it right.
I can be his next victim and make him pay. Because that’s what I came here to do.
“Dean doesn’t want me anymore, so I thought I’d celebrate being single again,” I say to the ground, keeping my eyes half-shut. I think maybe he’ll use that to convince me to talk to him. Or to somehow try to weasel his way into me sleeping with him for revenge or something.
Whatever it takes.
“Already a bottle in?” he says with a smirk, looking at the empty bottle on the dining room table as he reaches for the buckle on his belt.
“What are you doing?” I ask out of instinct. My hair stands on end and my blood slows, my heart stops.
“I know how to make you feel better,” he says as he pulls the leather through the loops of his pants.Say something.Two different voices scream in my head. One to let him, to agree with him. One to tell him no.
My blood runs cold.Say something.The need to run almost overwhelms me but I stand still. It’s only when he drops the belt on the ground and lets the buckle clang that I can’t hold it back any longer.
I don’t want to tell him no because I want him to hurt me. This is exactly what I planned but I can’t do it. I can’t keep my promise to her.
“You should—”
“Come here,” he interrupts me before I can say go.
I try to push him off of me, hating how he grips my arm. His thick fingers dig into my skin, bruising me and holding me still.
I didn’t expect this. She was on the bed. She could barely move. She told me. But this isn’t like that.
