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The equation is simple. Three years ago, I did something bad. Really bad. Something that would most certainly lead to Elliot Pearson wanting me dead. I had planned on taking that secret to my grave.
Two years ago, someone told him.
So I ran.
Plain and simple cowardice. I didn’t wait to talk to him about it. I didn’t take a second to eventhink. He knocked on my door, and I jumped out of the window.
The North Shore teaches you survival like nothing else, and I didn’t want to die.
Now he’s back to kill me.
Grabbing my wet hair, Elliot cuts short the blood-freezing scream bursting out of me as he pushes me underwater.
The moment he pulls me back up, I spit out the water I’m choking on.
“Miss us?” Elliot sneers as I suck in a breath. He lets go of my hair, only to haul me up by the armpits and force me out of the pool. I roll on the wet tile and crawl away from them as he straightens.
I don’t even wait for them to say anything else. Jumping to my feet, I take off in a sprint, practically falling on the slippery floor. I run to the door, calling out for Sylvie as if she’s going to be able to do something about the two deadly men who came for me.
“There’s nowhere to run anymore,” Elliot taunts as I take the stairs two steps at a time.
They follow, of course. They came for me, why would they not?
“Sylvie, call Stan!” I scream as I run to the front door.
I don’t know why I bother. She’s probably dead at this point. I try to open the door, but it’s locked. It’s never locked.
“Fuck!” I panic as I look down. They broke the fucking lock.
I snap around, watching the two of them close in on me. “W-wait,” I pant as I put my hands in front of me. “Stan…he’ll kill you if you hurt me.”
“Aw, no.” Elliot fakes a pout. “Should we leave him a little note saying you ran away?”
“There are cameras everywhere,” I babble. “You can’t kill me.”
“Kill you?” Ethan chuckles low. “We’re not here to kill you.”
Time slows as my eyes hop from one to the other on repeat.
Elliot’s blond hair is longer than the last time I saw him, reaching mid-ear. It’s falling into his eyes like it always used to do, and he flicks it to the side with a quick head movement. The smirk on his face tells me they have so much worse than death in store for me, and my legs shake at the idea.
Ethan takes a small step toward me, forcing me to flatten myself against the front door. His black eyes are as deep as the universe, his hair, the same length as Elliot’s, the color of the darkest ink. He dyes it, which gives it that blue hue in the sun. I can’t see that today because it’s not sunny.
It’s not been sunny in my life for a few years.
Ethan doesn’t smile like his stepbrother. He’s always been too sad on the inside, tooweirdas everyone called him. But when he makes it so close to me that I have to crane my neck to look into his eyes, he spares a deadly smirk for me.
“Why would we kill you when we can make you suffer?”
I shake my head, swallowing the fear, too aware of how naked I am with him so close to me. He’s so fucking tall too. Both of them are well over six-foot, with Elliot being the tallest at six-foot-seven. I know it because everyone always asks him.
Damn, you’re a giant. How tall are you?
He got sick of it real quick.
I cross my arms over my chest, hiding my boobs.
Ethan chuckles darkly. “Nothing any of us hasn’t seen. I’m pretty sure you could walk naked around the North Shore and most of the guys there would be familiar with the view.”
