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She nods against the mattress. “See you soon.”
As I slowly pull the door closed, a feeling of dread begins to take hold. I can’t stop thinking about how those girls had the opportunity to tell me about the party, but instead just bossed me around like their own personal slave. I never wanted to be part of their little gang, but I helped out because, as a Guardian, it's what's expected of me. Not to mention, I like decorating. So to know I helped them and they didn't at least have the courtesy to ask me to come to the party or even tell me about it, doesn’t sit well with me.
What a bunch of fake bitches.
I've thought about all the words I’ll say to them when I see them. What I’ll do to get my point across, that it's rude to use people. But my resolve starts to falter as I walk through the halls alone.
My hand slides down the banister and I’m dragging my feet when I see Lev through one of the glass panes beside the door. A strange feeling stirs inside me—one I didn’t expect. It’s a combination of nerves and giddiness.
I never thought Lev would have such a profound effect on me. Everything with him has been going by in a blur. I started out hating him, then had hate sex with him, and now I get this rush of excitement whenever we're together. Sure, there's still some anger and resentment that lingers beneath the surface. But they tend to fade away when I'm around him…at least, until he makes a stupid comment and they come back again.
Before I even make it to the door, it opens. Standing in the frame is Lev, wearing a pair of black jeans that hug his ankle-high combat boots. He’s sporting a black BCU hoodie and looks really fricken hot in it. His hair is a disheveled mess, but it only adds to his appeal.
I stop on the bottom step, drinking him in, while he does the same to me. His gaze drags up and down my body. The cold gust of wind is no match for the heat of his stare.
The moment Lev’s eyes finally reach mine, I can see the shift in his demeanor. No longer engulfed in me, he’s quickly snapped back to his own reality. “Are you fucking ready or what?”
“Yeah, Lev.” I chuckle. “I’m ready.”
I slide past him in the doorway and he pulls the door closed. “What’s so damn funny?” He huffs in irritation.
“You and your cocky attitude.” I jog down the stairs and keep moving when my feet hit the sidewalk. “If I don’t laugh it off, then I plot your murder in my head. Therefore, you’re welcome.”
“Now you plot them? Thought you murdered on impulse.”
“Only yours.” I press my lips into a tight smile. “When it happens, it’s going to be the most perfect, agonizing death.”
“I’m not even surprised, Killer.”
“Oh. It’s Killer now? What happened to Trouble?”
“One for each of your personalities.”
“Wow. You’re really on a roll tonight. All this because of a laugh.”
“Just getting myself mentally prepared for a torturous night by your side.”
“Whoa,” I hold up my hand, “no one said you had to stick by my side. I just wanted someone to go with so I’m not walking in there alone.”
Lev claps his hand over his heart dramatically. “Ouch.”
“Don’t even pretend you have feelings. I know better.”
“Watch out!” Lev shouts, just as my body is yanked recklessly to the left. My feet stumble on a loose stone, but Lev's arms catch me before I fall. When I look up, I see three guys laughing their asses off as they barely dodge us on their skateboards. They keep going, the wheels clattering against the pavement.
“What the hell!” I holler at them, as they steal cheeky glances over their shoulders until they disappear in the night.
“You stupid motherfuckers,” Lev roars. “Just wait until I get my hands on you.”
It isn’t until I’ve steadied my heart rate that I realize Lev’s hand is on my side. I glance down at it and he notices the gesture, immediately jerking his arm back and sticking his hand in his pocket.
“Thank you,” I say softly. “Death by a skateboard stampede would be a terrible way to go.”
Lev waves his free hand in the air and keeps walking down the sidewalk. “Don’t mention it. Besides, do you really think I’d let you go out that easily after you’ve spent so much time plotting a meaningful death for me?”
I chuckle inwardly. “Guess not.”
Lev clears his throat, his voice now brash and masculine. “I’m gonna fucking strangle them, though. No thought process behind it. If I see them, they’re dead.”
