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“Condom,” Noah rasps. I shake my head. I don’t have anything on me. I’ve never had a reason to before.
Noah freezes. I grind against him, begging him with my body. “No point. I already need to get a morning-after pill.”
“But—”
“It’s my fucking pussy, Marlowe. Don’t argue with me.”
I need him now.
I see the dark side of Noah creeping in as he accepts this command. He thrusts into me, hard and urgent, filling me up until I can’t breathe. His hand fists my hair, yanking my head back to expose my neck. I am under his spell, completely helpless as his strong hands hold me in place, his hips thrusting inside me. I love it. I crave it.
“Fuck.”
A cry reaches my ears, strangled with pain. It’s not mine. It’s not Noah. But who…
My eyes fly open. Eli stands in the doorway, staring at me like I’ve grown two heads. His shoulders shake as he takes in the scene – my neck bent back, my naked chest smeared with Noah’s blood as he thrusts into me from behind.
Eli’s mouth hangs open, but he doesn’t speak. The hurt in his eyes rips every last shred of hope from my soul.
“Eli, wait—” I manage to choke out, my voice still heavy with lust.
Eli lets out a strangled sob, turns on his heel, and storms away. And this time, I know he’s gone for good.
Eli
I make a beeline for the garage and the secret entrance. Not-Mackenzie runs after me, crashing into the walls and knocking over weird statues as she tries to pull her clothes on. She grabs my shoulder, but I shrug her off. She reeks of Noah. She cries my name, and her voice stirs this desperate need inside me that makes me seethe with hatred.
I hate her.
I hate Noah.
I hate myself.
I jog through the cars and hit the spiral staircase leading down into the tunnel. As my hand closes around the balustrade, something hooks around my foot. An arm flings across my chest and my foot is knocked out from beneath me. I go down in a tangle of limbs. My knee hits the metal railing. My tailbone crunches against the concrete.
Not-Mackenzie is on top of me, straddling me, pinning my arms. The ends of her hair tickle my skin. Everywhere she touches me burns. “Eli, listen to me. You can’t leave.”
“Get the fuck off me.” I rock my hips and roll her over. She tries to pin me between her thighs, wrapping her legs around my back and pulling me closer. She’s stronger than I expect, but then, I shouldn’t be surprised. I never knew her at all.
My body doesn’t know what to do with itself. I’ve spent every night since she returned to school dreaming about being this close to her. My dick’s hard and my eyes swell with tears. In my dreams, she didn’t have Noah’s cum dribbling down her legs.
She was mine.
My Mackenzie.
I shove her off and run for the stairs. She’s behind me, but she doesn’t run track. In the tunnel, I quickly gain a lead on her. I slam through the outer door and run through the woods toward my car.
I fumble in my pocket for the key fob. Not-Mackenzie’s hands slam against the window. “Eli, wait.” Her fists pummel the glass. “I know you’re pissed at me, but you’re putting your life in danger. Don’t go home yet. Just stay and we’ll—”
I slam my foot down and roar away. I don’t look back. If I see her face – familiar and completely alien to me – I won’t be able to control what I do next.
I don’t go home. I head out of the city to the place I’d been hiding for the last few nights, ever since I saw Mackenzie with Gabriel. I spent the last three days wishing what I saw hadn’t been real.
Be careful what you wish for.
Nothing is real.
Mackenzie’s playlist blasts out my speakers. Kurt Cobain sings of claustrophobia and suffocation. The lyrics have never punched me in the gut the way they do today. Emerald Beach feels too small, too shallow to hold all the rage I need to scream into the sky.
