Page 174 of Evil Boys


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I step back, away from his grip. “Don’t. Don’t even fucking try after what you did.”

“It was just a bunch of pictures,” he says. “I get that now.”

“No, I don’t think you do,” I say, shaking my head. “You tried to blame me.”

“I don’t want anyone to look at you like that. Please, Lana, you have to know I care.” He attempts to grab my hand, but I jerk away. When he gets too close, I push him away.

“Ew, get off me.”

“Why would you say that? I’m trying to make things right with you.”

“I don’t want you anymore,” I say, my voice becoming unhinged.

“Not now, but maybe in the future. I’ll wait for you,” he says, gripping my arm. “Just tell me who they were.”

“What?” I push him away and try to jerk my arm free, but he won’t let me go. “No, let me go.”

“Goddammit, Lana, you have to trust me!”

When I finally manage to wring free, I run off into the snowed-under maze to try to get away from him. Even though my knife pokes into my thigh from my pocket, I don’t want to pull it on him. I don’t want to hurt him.

But I can hear his footsteps behind me, cracking through the snow, and it strikes fear into my heart.

Not because I’m afraid of him, but afraid of what I’ll have to do if he won’t let me go.

“Leave me the fuck alone, Jason!” I yell, bumping into some snowed-under rose bushes on my way through the maze.

Thorny roses push into my skin, but I try to ignore it as I keep running.

“I need you to be safe, Lana! Please! Stop and talk to me!”

I come to a full stop in front of a dead-end.

Shit.

I turn around, and he’s right there in the only exit out of this part of the maze.

Fuck.

I don’t want to fight him.

Jason used to be here when I needed him. When I needed to lull that part inside me that screamed to be let out.

But now it’s too late. Too late to put the genie back into the bottle.

“Stop,” I tell him as he walks closer. “Icannotgive you what you want.”

“I’m just asking you to tell me who took those pictures,” he says, approaching fast. “I want to protect you.”

“Too late. I gave you a chance to help me, and you didn’t take it,” I say, tears welling up in my eyes. “I don’t ever want to see you again.”

His face contorts. He’s mere inches away from me. “You’re my girlfriend. I won’t allow that. I need you.”

My heart’s beating in my throat when someone jumps out of the rose bush, skin cuts and snow all over, and thrusts a knife right to Jason’s face.

Kai.

“One more inch. One touch. And your eye meets my blade.”

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