Page 32 of Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are

“Shoot me.”

“What the hell?!” Alice jumped off his lap, glaring at him. “What is wrong with you?”

Nate ignored her, as a slow tilt of his lips revealed his gleaming, perfect teeth. “Shoot me.”

“You think I won’t do it?” My surprisingly strong voice rang out. I rose to my feet and stepped toward him with my arm outstretched and the gun aimed at his head. I could feel the others stare at us with wide eyes and open mouths, but I remained focused on the monster before me as I stepped over Max on the floor.

“Oh, I know you’ll do it,” he replied darkly, sliding down farther on the couch and spreading his legs. “You pretend you’re fucking innocent, but it’s a mask to hide the real you.”

“The real me.” I laughed softly, readjusting my grip on the gun, moving it from my right hand to my left. “You want to play Russian roulette, big boy?”

“What the hell are you doing?” Lewis asked behind me, voice thick with worry and fear. “There’s a bullet in that gun. He could die.”

“That’s what makes it exciting, doesn’t it, Skyler?” Nate sat forward in his seat, his elbows on his thighs, his skeleton face paint grinning up at me. “The thought that I might die.”

I was hyper-aware of the metal in my hand. How easy it would be to pull the trigger. I’d go to jail. Possibly for life.

“Pull the trigger,” he whispered, seeing the flicker of doubt in my eyes.

“Skyler,” Evelyn breathed out at my hesitation, her voice trembling with fear. “Don’t.”

I cocked my head to the side and a sinister smile unfurled on my lips. “You don’t want to play games with me, Nate. It won’t end well for you.”

In a swift move, I shifted the gun from his head to the window and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

Glass shattered and the others ducked or scrambled to the floor at the loud noise.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Lewis shouted, squatting on the floor, with his hands covering his head. “You’re fucking crazy, Skyler!”

Max’s wide eyes skated back from the broken window and the shards of glass on the floor. The fear I saw there rivaled the twisted excitement inside me. Nate, on the other hand, hadn’t moved, remaining in the same position, with his eyebrow arched and his tongue slowly dragging over his bottom lip. He regarded me with no small amount of amusement in his eyes.

Slowly returning to the coffee table, I opened the gun’s magazine and put the remaining bullets back inside. I looked up at Nate, clicked it shut, and placed it back inside the holster. The skirt fell into place, hiding my bare thighs, and I flopped back onto the couch, inspecting my nails before combing them through my long hair.

“Lily, Truth or Dare?”

CHAPTER

TWELVE

NATE

“What’s going on between you and Alice?” Lewis asked me when I sprawled beside him on the couch after returning from the bathroom.

The girls were dancing to “Tidal Wave” by Chase Atlantic. Well, everyone except for Skyler, who stood talking to Max in the corner.

Her bloodshot, hazy eyes sparkled when she threw her head back with a laugh. She was high as shit, thanks to the drugs Lewis brought with him.

Why the fuck did Max flirt with her, when he’d never looked twice at her before?

It annoyed me enough to dig my cigarette packet out of my pocket. I bit one between my teeth and lit it up, ignoring Lewis’s curious eyes.

Blowing smoke out to the side, I said, “Nothing.”

“Nothing?” he echoed, laughing disbelievingly. “She’s spent the evening with her tongue down your throat. It’s like you haven’t been gone.”

There was a time when Alice got me hard as fuck with her big tits, bubble ass, and plump lips that looked fantastic wrapped around my dick, but she faded next to Skyler.

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