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Her eyes soften. “Aren’t you sweet to be worried about me? I guess you missed my story while you were passed out. But it doesn’t matter. We don’t need to waste time talking about boring things. My father is dead, and after I let Bobby and Doug do what they want to Valerie, I’ll end her too.”
So those two fuckers are involved in this? I knew they were morons; I had no idea they were psychotic morons. The worst kind. My heart is pumping like a factory now. I can’t let them hurt Valerie while I sit here at this bitch’s mercy. I curl my hands into fists and try to break free again.
“Am I sensing tension from you, Eric? I thought you hated Valerie.”
“Release me,” I grit out. I know it’s the wrong thing to say, but it’s impossible to keep a cool head and manipulate my way around this. I can’t think straight, knowing Valerie is in danger.
“I think not. Make me scream your name in ecstasy and I’ll consider it.” She grabs my chin, digging her long nails into my skin, and slants her mouth over mine.
I bite her lower lip, drawing blood. “Ouch!” She pulls back and touches the smear of blood coating her mouth. “You hurt me.”
“Come near me again, and I’ll take a bigger chunk.”
She slaps my cheekhard, making my ears ring. “You fucking asshole! And here I thought you could take Hansen’s place.”
My eyes widen as I finally begin to get the picture. “You were screwing your own brother?”
Carol jumps off me and starts to pace. “He was more than my brother—he was my soul mate. But then he got obsessed with Valerie. Got it into his head that he needed to find out if she was the cold bitch everyone in school thought she was. I hated it, but I understood his needs.” She glances at me and even though it’s semi-dark, I can see the crazy shining in her eyes. “Then she had the audacity to deny him, and when he took what was his, she killed him for it.”
“You think Valerie is Killer Santa. That’s why you showed her the pictures of her assault.”
Carol stops pacing and stares at me. “I can’t believe she showed you those.”
“You set her up. Your father didn’t take those pictures.Youdid.”
Her spine goes taut. “Yes. Hansen asked me to. Then he died, and my father sent me away because he knew Hansen was more than a brother to me. He threatened to send me to an institution!” She runs a shaky hand through her hair. “I spent a year planning my revenge. I knew Valerie would return to Stanmore for Christmas. All I had to do was convince her that my father was involved in what happened last year, and she’d kill him too.”
Carol’s lips break into a demented smile. “And she did. It’s just too bad that you got involved. I was going to let you live, but it’s clear now you’ll never be loyal to me.”
Suddenly, Valerie appears in the open doorway. My breath catches. Even though I see only her silhouette, I know it’s her.
Carol notices my attention shifting behind her and turns around. “You! Where are Bobby and Doug?”
“Oh, those two? They’re resting now, after all the fun we had. But here, I got you a souvenir of our good times. Catch.” She tosses something round to Carol, who catches it and then screams at the top of her lungs, dropping the souvenir—Bobby’s severed head.
The sound of a chainsaw motor mixes with her screams, and then blood splatters everywhere, getting on my face and clothes. Holy fuck!
Carol shrieks and shuffles back. “My hand, you cut off my hand!”
“That’s for touching what’s mine.”
A goofy smile splits my face. That’s my girl. I’m the one who belongs to Valerie. Happiness spreads through my chest like wildfire.
“You’re fuckingcrazy!” Carol yells and cries at the same time. Man, what a scene. All I’m missing is the popcorn.
“You havenoidea. Say hello to your brother for me.” Valerie lifts the chainsaw, and there goes Carol’s head, dropping to the floor. Her body follows.
My heart is beating so fast I feel like I’m having a heart attack. But it’s pride that’s swelling in my chest.
Valerie turns off the chainsaw and sets it down before coming to me. She grabs my face in her bloodied hands and looks into my eyes. “Eric, are you okay? Did she hurt you?”
“No. How about you? Did they?—”
“No. I ended them before they had the chance.”
“Kitty cat, please untie me because I need to touch youright this fucking secondor I’ll die.”
Valerie pulls my switchblade from her pocket and cuts the plastic ties around my wrists and ankles. I don’t give her the chance to unfurl from her crouch before I pull her up and kiss her harder than ever before. I need to consume her, devour her completely.
