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“Why?”
Fuck. What should I say?
“To tell you what sort of wound it is and how to treat it.”
“I know what sort of wound it is. I did it.”
“You did it to yourself?”
“I did it to him.”
“To Ghost?” He shakes his head. “To Silas?
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“To kill him.”
Why does he want to kill himself…Silas?
“It looks like a really deep cut. Can I help?”
“What can you do?”
“I can make sure you don’t die too.”
“Fine.” He drops me, but I’m so stunned I only stumble a couple of steps before whirling to face him.
I look up at him, standing completely still.
“I’m Kayla.” I tell him carefully. I’m keeping my distance, but I’m not sure why. Ghost isn’t himself right now, and this doesn’t feel safe.
“I know who you are. They’re both obsessed with you. They’ve tried so hard to keep me away from you, but I’m more powerful than both of them combined. I’m Donnelly.”
“It’s nice to meet you at last, Donnelly.” I pause. I want to ask him what the fuck he’s doing, why he’s trying to killSilasbut the blood steadily dripping from his wound is my main concern. “May I?”
“Why?”
“Blood turns me on,” I confess. It’s not a lie, but I’m not fucking horny right now. I’m confused as fuck, worried for Ghost, and a little nervous to be in the presence of a true fucking nutter.
He smiles at that, a cold, twisted macabre thing that makes my insides shiver.
“Be my guest, pretty little thing. You can lick it if you want.”
I try not to let him see my shudder as I inspect the long deep gash running from his wrist to his elbow where his hoodie sleeve is pushed right up. His hand is covered in dripping blood and his sweatpants are stained too. There’s a pool of blood on the floor and I notice that his feet are bare.
He has really pretty feet.
Not the fucking time, Kayla!
“Is it clean? What did you use to make this cut? It’s deep.”
“A razor blade.”
“Was it sterile?”
“Yes.”
