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I take another step closer. “Tell the cops,” I say. Kaspian’s eyes flicker to mine. “If it’s true, tell the cops.”
“I almost did,” she says. “They questioned me, but I don’t have proof. They wouldn’t be able to do anything.”
“They could look into the tapes. They could search his house. You don’t want to become a killer.”
She presses the tip of the kitchen knife to his sternum. She doesn’t realize the breastbone is hard to penetrate. “Maybe I do. He doesn’t deserve to live.” Her breaths come in heavy pants, her shoulders rising and falling as she struggles with her morality.
“You’ll go to jail.”
Her eyes fly to mine. “You weren’t supposed to be here.”
“And yet, here I am. What’re you gonna do, Willow? Kill us both?”
“I never wanted you to be involved,” she cries. “But you knew him, and I needed a way to get close. I wanted him to want me. I hoped he’d try to make me his next victim.”
That explains a few things.
“Instead, he’s about to be yours. Maybe you’re wrong about him.”
She shakes her head, her hair falling around her face. “I’m not.” She stares down at Kaspian. “Admit it, you piece of shit. Admit you killed her!”
Kas shakes his head slightly, his body still beneath her. “I didn’t.”
Willow’s petite. Easy enough to push off, but he remains motionless, like he’s afraid of her. I know it’s not true; he’s trying to play the part of the victim. He’ll plead his innocence until she stabs him.
She screams, her frustration at its peak. “Yes, you fucking did! You know how I know? Because I found her bracelet in your car. The jewelry of mine that you admired so much? Yeah, she was one of the friends who helped me make them. I know that bracelet. We made it together and it was lodged between your seats! She was with you. You killed her, then you went about your life like nothing happened. You’re a freak. A fucking sicko. You—”
I’m behind her in a second, my arm around her chest while my other hand reaches for her wrist. I can’t listen to her talk about him like this. I refuse. “Now, Willow.”
“No!” she screeches as I begin to pull her off of him.
Her hand moves in a downward arc, the blade slashing across his ribs before I can wrap her in my arms completely.
My eyes watch the blood spill from the gash, turning the white cotton of his shirt a dark crimson. I connect with his gaze. Shock blankets his face as he looks down at the blood. Willow struggles in my grasp but I squeeze tighter.
“What did you do?” I whisper.
“He deserves it! He deserves worse! He’s a fucking monster, Ezra. He’s fucked up.”
I spin her around and knock the knife from her hand. It clatters to the floor just as I shove her against one of the four wood posts surrounding the bed. My hand squeezes her jaw as she looks at me with frightened eyes.
“So am I,” I seethe. “I’m all those things you just said. Maybe even more so. I do it because I like the way it makes me feel. He killed her for me, and I won’t let you take him away.”
“No, no,” she says, shaking her head as tears pool in her eyes.
“Yes. You should’ve left him alone, Willow. Now you’ve fucked up. I was trying to save you. I didn’t want you to be hurt, but now you’ve hurt him, and he’s the only thing in this world that’s ever brought me any semblance of happiness.”
Her body vibrates with fear, tears streaking down her face. “I don’t—”
I pull the knife from my back pocket, ready to drive it into her body over and over. She cut him. She tried to kill him. She can’t live any longer.
Right before I’m about to plunge it into her stomach, I feel Kaspian’s hand on mine. “No.”
I angle my head and find him standing behind me, his left hand pressing against the wound as his right hand holds my wrist.
“What?”
“Don’t be so impulsive.” He tries to smirk, but the pain is too much. “Get her on the bed.”
