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That’s the first thing she says after being out for five days. This girl and her priorities.
“Mine. From my room.”
She cuddles into it more. “I did wonder why I could smell you so strongly the entire time. That makes sense.”
“You are a twisted little girl, aren’t you?” Smirking at her while shaking my head in disbelief.
She looks at me confused, “What? Your blanket is so soft. I like it. I’m going to keep it, I think.”
“Sure. Keep it. But aren’t you at all curious about what the fuck happened… five days ago?”
Fallon seems taken aback by my question. “It’s been five days? It only felt like a couple of hours, maybe. Shit.”
Her eyes close, absorbing what I’ve told her while taking a deep breath, steadying herself.
Nodding her head, she opens her eyes again and releases her deep inhale. “Yeah. Wow. Ok. Don’t tell anyone else I’m up? I’m going to shower and change. Then you can tell me everything, before I see anyone else. Please, Merrick.”
“Of course.” I agree without hesitation. I don’t blame her. I’m an insensitive prick, but I can understand how this would be completely overwhelming.
Fallon gets up from bed, slowly. Stretching her limbs, arms over her head, “This feels so good.”
She’s still in her dress from the ceremony, and her ass is begging for me to bite it through the lace train.
“Merrick. No.” She scolds me, which makes me chuckle. My stupid little girl knows me all too well.
Taking careful steps, she makes her way to the door and opens it before leaving, she looks back at me. “I’ll be quick,” then she leaves the room.
* * *
Quick, my ass.
Forty-five fucking minutes is not quick. I get she had dried blood coating her body, but shit, this is insane.
The door opens, breaking my thoughts. About fucking time.
Fallon is in an oversized white tee, her wavy hair hanging damp over her shoulders.
Jumping on the bed next to me, she crosses her legs. “Ok. Lay it on me. I’m ready.”
“Did you touch yourself in the shower?”
“No, Merrick, I just showered. Now is not the time for this.” She spits back at me. Fuck, that did not come out right.
“Your skin. Have you touched it?” I throw back at her, rephrasing my question. She looks at me puzzled. “Yes. I cleaned myself… why? What's wrong with it?” She asks while she examines her body.
“Nothing obvious. But it’s cold to the touch. I thought you were dying. Or dead. As the days went on, it never warmed up. But your heart kept beating. It didn’t make sense.” Touching her exposed leg, it still feels cool. Even after her warm shower. So I continue, “Darla says your heart’s slower now, much slower. Which is why your skin feels cool. Your blood isn’t flowing as fast as it did before the ceremony. She seemed like she was talking to you while you were asleep, or talking to someone else I couldn’t see. Darla said you would be fine. That parts of you have changed, but you would still be Fallon.”
Fallon’s face still seems confused, but she doesn’t speak. She simply waits for me to continue.
“So, she wasn't talking to you then. It must have been an elder in the spirit world. They don’t always like showing themselves to strangers. Darla has gathered a lot of information while you were out. She said once you're up, everything will make sense. Your dad has been around, too. Safe to say the secrets out that we are fucking. He wasn’t thrilled, but he seems to accept it now. So that’s exciting for us. Joanie is still dead. Her body was handled and isn’t in the graveyard. This way, her spirit can’t interfere. She is gone forever. Darla put a curse over her corpse, then Harper and her dad did the rest. Harper has been eager to see you. So if you could handle that, please. Because she is really fucking annoying. But since she’s your friend, I’ve been good. So yeah, welcome back! Also, that levitating trick you did was fucking hot.”
Fallon grabs her pillow and whacks me with it across the face.
“You would think five days of sleep would be good for you. But someone still seems a bit testy.”
“Merrick. Be nice to Harper, she is my best friend and isn’t going anywhere. I want to see my dad. And Darla. Can you get them for me, please?” Fallon’s bottom lip pouts and she gives me those puppy dog eyes.
Hello afterlife, I’m Merrick, and I am whipped. Because that’s all it takes.
