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We both have on white shirts, hers beginning to show the black lacy bra underneath, the edges revealed as it soaks in the moisture. I feel mine sticking to my torso.
“Why are you here?” she shouts over the rain that’s now pouring down.
My steps lead me closer, and I have to look down at her, our bodies inches apart.
“Why’d you leave?” I ask, my voice throaty.
She laughs. “Oh, so he didn’t tell you?” Head going back, neck exposed, she cackles into the dark sky, almost like she’s deranged. “Why am I not surprised at all?” she finally gets out, still smiling.
My eyes narrow, muscles tensing as I grab her arms. “Tell me what? Nobody told me anything. They’re not liars, so maybe you should fill me in,” I say through clenched teeth.
My grip is firm, but she doesn’t struggle. Instead, she looks at my lips, licking hers.
“Let’s do it—right now. In your truck. Come on. I’m ready,” she insists, tilting her head to the side. Her lashes are heavy with water.
“Wh—what? What are you talking about?” I question incredulously, blinking at her like she grew horns.
She smiles again, but it’s cruel and harsh, almost a grimace. “That’s what I am, baby. That’s what I’ve always been. They saw it right away, even in Kenna’s stupid pink dress. Couldn’t fool your holy family. They can sense a witch. You’re just too naive and gullible to catch on. Distracted with my face, my body—all the things that draw you in blind you to what I am.”
She jerks back from me, and I release her arms like she caught fire.
“Let me show you what I mean. I only need about two minutes.” She whirls around, stomping toward my truck.
My body is frozen for about three seconds, mouth gaping, before I recover and sprint after her.
“Hey! Stop!” I scream, several feet behind her in the alley.
She freezes, slowly turning.
“Don’t talk about yourself that way. Why do you do that?” My voice is quiet, barely audible over the noise of the rain. My heart is thumping like I ran for miles.
She turns her face up into the sky, eyes closed. She lets the water wash over her for several beats before shifting her eyes to me.
“It’s true. I’m the harlot, the bad girl sent to steal your virtue. You fell right into the trap.” Her eyes are dead, lifeless. “Now, go, before you’re too far in to get out.”
She slowly inches toward me, eyes capturing mine. She reaches me. Lifting a hand up, she grips the back of my neck and pulls me down.
My breath catches as I expect her to kiss me. Heart racing, I lick my lips in anticipation.
She’s my fresh air, my lifeline.
Her lips don’t touch mine; instead, they hover over my ear. “You know I’m right. Deep down, you’ve been lying to yourself. Make your momma happy and pick one that’s not such a whore.”
She blows out a breath, tingling my ear. “I’ll only hurt you.”
Her breathy whisper sends chills over me while crushing my lingering hopes. I turn my face to her, our gazes clashing. It almost looks like she’s crying, her eyes red, but it could be from the rain. It’s impossible to resist the urge to lower my gaze. My mouth is gravitating to hers like a compass pointing north. Her eyelids droop, and temptation overcomes my willpower. I get close enough to feel her exhale, and she is my oxygen supply for a moment as our lips meet.
The second we make contact, she jerks away from me.
“I said, go! Get away from me!” She’s screaming hysterically, eyes demon-possessed with rage.
She shoves my chest with her hands, forcing me back. My heart is cracking open at the devastated look of pain in her expression. Her eyes are creased, lips sneering.
“I don’t want you,” she grits out. Her face is stern, but her bottom lip is trembling.
My arms feel heavy, and I drop them to my sides. I close my eyes, running both hands over my head, scratching my scalp harshly, trying to feel pain somewhere besides my chest.
She runs past me, the door creaking open and slamming shut again with a loud bang.
