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I consider her for a moment. “What’s your name?”
She laughs and smacks her forehead. “Ohduh, you’re probably so weirded out by me. I’m Yelina.” She extends her hand to me and I reluctantly shake it. “Now come! We dance while the storm is strong.” She tugs my hand and starts dancing in a circle again, this time with me in tow.
Yelina’s blonde hair is completely drenched and stuck to her head and neck. My pink hair starts to cling to my skin too and my breaths curl in the brisk air. She throws her head back and time slows as the rain greets her face. Her smile turns blissful as she gets lost in the moment once more.
I want that feeling.
Letting my arms loosen up, I open them wide and twirl alongside her, tilting my face to the sky and shutting my eyelids against the cold drops as the dark clouds whisk me away into a dream-like state.
Yelina laughs. “Now you’re finding it!”
5
Liam
Lanston leansover the table and grabs a piece of fried chicken from my plate. “You sure you don’t want it?” He raises a brow, pulling the fried batter off and popping it in his mouth.
“Yeah, I’m not very hungry today.” I look down at my finger. The cut is already scabbing over and the itch to slice another finger is eating away at me. “The hospital food made my stomach upset.”
“Shit.” Lanston frowns at me. His brown hair is hardly visible beneath his baseball cap but his hazel eyes pin me with worry. “You weren’t trying to hurt yourself that badly, were you?”
That’s a hard question to answer.
Yes? No.
My hand unconsciously glides to my side, where my ribs got cut a little too deep. Jericho freaked out when he found me in the greenhouse. I was leaning over the drain in the storage room and trying to stop the bleeding. Chills crawl up my spine at the memory of that night, and my hands tremble beneath the table.
“Of course not,” I say in a low voice.
Lanston stares at me like he doesn’t buy it, but nods anyway. It’s good that he doesn’t like to talk about that night. No one does.
“I heard you had a little excursion. Jericho said he reported you missing just to find you in your bed the next morning.” Lanston laughs and looks over his shoulder to see if our counselor is in the cafeteria or not.
I smile too. Unlike my new little muse, I know how to make it reach my eyes. “Yeah, I couldn’t stay cooped up in that fucking room for another night. I was only stretching my legs. You know Jericho, he’s wound upwaytoo tight.” I glance out the window and watch the rain fall like it’ll never stop.
I don’t tell Lanston that I found something I hadn’t been looking for and that she’s here too, somehow.
Fate can be funny like that—if you believe in those kinds of things.
My eyes widen as I see two women dancing in the courtyard, their clothes fully drenched and feet bare in the grass like it isn’t fucking freezing out there.
“Who’s that?” Lanston says slowly, as if he’s in a trance. He stands from his chair, walking over to the window and pressing his hand against the pane, staring at Wynn.
I get up and stand next to him, watching my lovely, sad roommate with pale-pink hair dance in the rain like the storm calls to her soul. Her sweater clings to her flesh and reveals just how thin she is. It hurts deep in the chambers of my heart, that a creature so woeful and enchanting as her wants to die.
It hurts.
It makes me despise her more than anything, yet crave her all the same.
I need to find out why.
“She’s my new roommate,” I mutter indifferently as I slide my hands into my pockets, watching Wynn dance with Yelina like a lost fool.
Lanston snaps his head to look at me. “You’re kidding.”
I keep my eyes on her body. She’s moving like a siren, beckoning me to go to her. I shake my head. “I’m not kidding.”
I want to touch her, to feel her. To bite her and tell her how much her mind repulses me.
