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“—after you fucking drugged me? Crashed my party with Rhett and then shoved your dick in my mouth?”
Phantom gnawed on his snakebites as he surveyed me. “If you want to be technical, I didn’t force you. You had every opportunity to tell me no and to fuck off, and you didn’t. If anything, it seemed to me like you enjoyed choking on my cock just as much as I enjoyed watching you fuck Rhett’s face.” He paused and cocked that unbelievably handsome head of his to the side, grinning at me. “Tell me, Samara, is Jace aware of your little extracurricular activities?”
The anger within me writhed, heating my cheeks. “Leave, Phantom, before I really lose my goddamn temper and spear you in the eyeball.”
He chuckled darkly as he made his way to his feet and shook his head. “Knife play doesn’t scare me, Samara. In fact, I find it to be an extreme turn on.”
I swallowed, my cunt aching in betrayal. Feeling flustered and no longer in the mood to deal with this shit, I shoved all of my schoolwork, my blade, and the envelope in my SRA backpack and then skittered away from the table.
“Samara,” Phantom called out to me.
I don’t know why the fuck I did, but I stopped and glared at him over my shoulder.
“I have to warn you that you won’t like what I found. You’ll have more questions than answers. When you’re ready to talk, you know where to find me.”
I grudgingly rolled my eyes and stormed off, cursing him and all Ravagers straight to fucking Hell.
I made it back to my dorm ten minutes later, unlocking the door and walking inside to hear a loudcrashthat had me jumping back and withdrawing two blades, myfight or flightsenses on high alert. The place was still intact, not a single nook or cranny damaged or misplaced. My brows furrowed as a faint; painful whimper drifted through the air.
“Sky?”
Her powerful cries echoed from her side of the dorm, carefully guiding my feet there, my blades raised and ready to stab any motherfucker that could be hiding and waiting to leap out at me. My head twisted to peer behind me, finding the space vacant and my bedroom and bathroom door closed. Sky’s door was shut but her bathroom door was wide open.
The light was on. I could hear a raspy, but angry and partially muffled voice screaming crudely at Sky as I zeroed in on the bathroom.
The blades slipped out of my fingers as an ear-ringing wail burst out of me.
No…
No…
Fuck!
I raced over to her body and kicked the blade I’d loaned to her away, trying to remain calm as I stripped out of my blazer and button down, tearing the bottom ends off in two long, thick strips. Dropping to my knees, I grabbed a hold of her left hand first, desperate to clot the blood pouring out of her slashed wrist.
“I’m sorry,” she sobbed weakly, her damp eyes to the ceiling, refusing to look at me. “I’m so fucking sorry.”
“You lying bitch,” the voice shouted again, and my sight angled down to the floor, spotting Sky’s phone with Brian’s mother on speakerphone. “This is all your fault! My son’s dead because of you! You’ll pay for this, you disgusting—”
I scoffed and shut the bitch up by ending the call. Quickly, I got to work on Sky’s other wrist, my body shaking as I struggled to contain my rage.
Tears continued to pour down Sky’s cheeks. “I’m sorry. I—”
I slapped her into silence, making her cry out harder. “Not a fucking word,” I growled. “I can’t believe you’d stoop this fucking low.”
Blood continued to seep out beneath the fabric, and I cursed as I ripped at the shirt until there was damn near nothing left. I used what I could and tied the extra layers around her wrists as rigidly as possible.
If I’d gotten here five minutes sooner…
“She’s right,” Sky sniffled. “I did kill him. He’d still be alive if I hadn’t gone through his phone.”
“What did you tell her?”
More tears leaked out of her swollen eyes. “N-nothing. I-I swear. I-I called to check in, an-and then she just started screaming at me. She said hurtful things…”
My chest heaved, so enraged I wanted to kill her myself. “That’s not a fucking excuse to off yourself, Sky.”
She nodded, her bottom lip trembling. “I know. Fuck, I’m so goddamn stupid. Something’s wrong with me, Samara. I-I need help,” her voice cracked. “I need help.”
