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Her knees buckle, but I keep her tightly against me.
“So let it out. I’ll hold you. I’ll be there. Don’t do it for me or for Elliot. Don’t do it to put on a strong face.” I bring her hands above her head, some blood from the wrench dripping down and onto her wrists. “Let the pain take a hold of you and do it for yourself.”
She doesn’t move, so I keep digging. I guide her through it.
“Tell me something that hurts inside.” She doesn’t understand the question. She doesn’t process hurt the same way everyone else does, so I change my tactic. “Tell me something that makes you angry.”
“This cop.”
“Why?”
“You know why.”
“Why?”
For a few seconds, I think she’s going to tell me to fuck off and leave. Jade doesn’t admit defeat, hurt, grief. She’d rather live through the agony, translate it into fury, and let the world know how angry she is.
“Because he assaulted me.”
“Yeah, he’s fucking vermin and doesn’t deserve to live. Now give me something else.”
“Vickie.”
She’s sticking to her list of people she hates, but I want something more. “She deserved to die too. Give me something else. Not a name, Jade. Somethingelsethat makes you angry.”
Her arms are starting to tremble above her. “I let Sawyer blackmail me.”
“The very definition of it means you can’tletsomeone do it. It’s not your fault. Keep going.”
“I sold my body to escape this town. It makes me angry.”
“What else.”
Getting in the rhythm of it now, she barely needs me to nudge her. “My dad. I love him, but I don’t understand why he didn’t ask me for help. It makes me sad.”
She’s finally changing the emotion from angry to sad. “More, baby. Give it all to me.”
“I’m sad that I was born here, and I never managed to get out for good. I’m sad that I joined the Kings to feel powerful instead of finding it within me. I’m sad because I’m ugly and my body never listens to me. I’m sad that I used to make myself sick to fit in with the pretty girls. I’m fucking exhausted because I want a job and money, and a chance at life. I think of all the times my mom wished she could have gotten me the pet I would beg for, but we couldn’t, and I hate myself that I was making her feel guilty. I’m sad because I want a bunny like Alex!”
A scream like I’ve never heard before tears through her chest, cries into the night…and she slams the wrench down on Hall’s face.
Blood spurts from him onto the both of us. She went straight for his face, not bothering with his body.
She screams again when he whimpers and cries. She hits him, shrieking at him to shut up. And she hits over and over again until we’re both sprayed with his blood, and he doesn’t make a sound anymore.
The hits are only thumps once his skull is broken into pieces, but she keeps going. She continues until there’s no strength left in her, no tears left to cry.
She’s just panting, covered in blood and hotter than I’ve ever seen her.
Elliot is standing next to us now, the milkshake gone. His eyes are shining with pride. They probably match mine.
We both watch her as she spits on him.
“He deserved it,” she rasps. “All of it.”
“He did, my love,” Elliot backs her up.
Unable to stop myself, I slide a hand in her hair and pull until she twists and faces me, and I capture her lips in a savage kiss.
