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"What the fuck did he say to you?" I can't help but let the anger exude from me. I want to hurt him. I want to torture him slowly until he can no longer breathe. I want him to feel endless pain and despair.

"He told me I was welcome to watch him fuck her and that it would give me a reason to cut myself." A tear falls from one of her eyes, and I wipe it away. "He then told me that the bladeswere on the sink waiting for me. I don't get it. Why does he have to be so cruel?"

"That must be his purpose," I mutter. The fucking audacity of this guy. I want to fix everything for her. I want to ensure he never speaks to her again, all while comforting her in the process.

"His purpose?" she questions.

Fuck. I didn't realize I said that out loud. "Yeah, some people are put in other people's lives to make them feel bad about things. He doesn't deserve any of your thoughts, Lena."

"Thank you for always listening when I need you." She smiles slightly, and a piece of me calms at the sight of happiness on her face. An idea pops into my head.

"What do you say we give Carson a little taste of his own medicine?" I know this is a bad idea, but I can't help but want to help her get back at him for what she had to witness today.

“What do you mean?”

“Take me home with you,” I say.

"You want to go back to my apartment?" She gasps, but the idea intrigues her.

Having her go back there is not ideal. If there were any other options, I would choose them over this, but I'm limited here. Going with her is the best I can do in a place where I don’t have a home of my own. I’ve never needed one. I am everywhere and nowhere at the same time. I’ve never desired to take a moment to rest.

"I'm not about to let you go back there alone, and it's too cold out here for us to stay outside. I would love to go to your apartment if you'll have me. Nothing has to happen that you don’t want to."

I stand up and reach out my hand to her, prompting her to take it. She hesitates, glancing around for a moment before a mischievous grin crosses her face, and she places her hand in mine.

I lead her to her car and have her get in to warm up while I pick up the blanket and the miscellaneous items she used to cut herself with. If it's up to me, she will never feel the urge to cut again. However, if she does, I won’t judge her.

After throwing everything in the car, I slip into the passenger seat and glance over at her. "Ready?"

“Didn't you drive here? What about your car?"

I didn't really think this through. I should have known she would ask about how I just magically showed up where she was. "You can just drop me off tomorrow, and I’ll grab it then."

"Tomorrow? You’re assuming I'm going to let you spend the night." She smirks and bats her lashes at me. She's in the mood to play, and I'm more than willing to oblige.

"I think you might consider it," I say while leaning in to kiss her neck. She turns her head further to the side, granting me more access and moans. Instantly, my cock hardens at the sound.

When I pull back, I see the way her chest heaves up and down, and her eyes are full of lust. She takes one steadying breath and drives us out of thecemetery. It doesn’t take us long to arrive at her apartment building. When she parks the car in her usual parking spot, I sense the hesitation oozing from her.

"I'm right here by your side," I reassure her.

"Kellan, what are we? I know guys don't like to answer that question, but if I'm going to do this with you, I need to know what we are."

"You are mine," is all I say. It's the only thing that is true. Lena is mine. Every broken piece of her belongs to me.

Her eyes bounce back and forth between mine as if she's waiting for me to change my mind, but that will never happen. "Okay," she says with a sigh.

She pushes the car door open, and I follow suit. She stops next to me, and I reach out to hold her hand. When her fingers interlock with mine, every doubt she seems to have is replaced with nothing but pure confidence.

Her head is held high as she leads us into the building and right to the front door of her apartment. She slides the key in cautiously before pushing the door open. Carson is sitting on the couch directly across from us with a girl I recognize as Lexi. I know everyone Lena has interacted with in her time at Thorn Grove. Both Lexi and Carson sit in silence as Lena slowly closes the door behind us.

"I thought you would realize you're not wanted here," Carson snarls in her direction.

She shrinks into me, trying not to let his words affect her. I take a step forward, locking eyes with the piece of shit. "Talk to her like that again,and I'll rip out your tongue." I don't mean to be so aggressive about it, but his disrespect toward her brings out a side of me I didn’t know I had.

I glance down to make sure I didn't freak her out, but she is smiling up at me. Her head whips back in their direction, and her posture is filled with the familiar confidence she had before walking into the apartment.

"This is Kellan, my boyfriend. You're welcome to watch if you want." She reaches up to grab the back of my neck and pulls me into a kiss. I comply, letting her take the lead. She deepens it further, brushing her tongue against mine and nipping at my bottom lip before pulling back.

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