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"I'm over it now, Lena. You're not a girl a guy like me ends up with. You're fucked in the head, and nobody can fix you."

"Get out." I point toward the door.

He looks up at me and laughs. "Don't think so. This is my apartment until the end of the school year."

"You're just going to stay here then? I'm not leaving. I have nowhere else to go."

"Nobody said you had to leave. There are two bedrooms; just move your shit in there."

What in the actual fuck is going through this man’s mind right now? I swear the Carson sitting in front of me today is a completely different person than the one I knew a few days ago. Maybe he was always like this, and I just didn't notice. We signed a lease when wemoved in, both of us. I can't legally force him out.

"Why don't you go stay with whatever girl you were fucking last night?" I toss out. Part of me is baiting him to see if he will admit to being with another girl last night. I don't know why it matters. He has already proven he's a scumbag.

"Can't. She has a boyfriend."

“Well, isn’t that just fucking perfect for her.”

I glare at him one last time before storming out of the room to grab my purse, keys, and a few other things before I slam the apartment door behind me. I can't be in there with him right now. Fuck, how am I supposed to continue living with him?

Chapter 6

Kellan

It's been some time since she made any effort to pretend to like any of the people at Thorn Grove. After whatever Carson did to her, she spends most of her free time in the cemetery. It’s been a week now of the same routine.

She goes to class, stops at her apartment while he is still in class to grab whatever she needs to occupy her time, and then drives here. She's always alone. She always has a sorrowful look on her face as she lays on her blanket in the grass or sits on the bench.

It's getting too cold for her to be out here doing this every day. It will snow soon. I watch her in my human form from behind one of the gravestones as she throws something in the air over and over again.

I get closer, trying not to draw attention to myself. She’s on her back, with her black hair splayed across the blanket, tossing what appears to be a small purple and white ball. It has some kind of pattern, but I'm not close enough to see it.

She’s singing something that I can't quite make out. I try to step closer to see if I can hear more of it, completely consumedby watching her every move. I mess up and step on a stick, causing a loud cracking noise to fill the air.

Her head snaps in my direction, and our eyes lock onto each other's. Those piercing brown eyes hold me in place as though she is a witch, and I am under her spell. My gaze never leaves hers as I walk forward. It’s like an invisible force I can’t control is pulling me closer to her.

"I didn't realize there was anyone else here," I lie.

"It's no bother." She pulls herself up to a seated position. I see curiosity written all over her face. I'm willing to bet she can feel the same electric pull that I feel between us. It's more intense than anything I've ever felt before.

I reach my hand down toward her, prompting her to shake it. "I'm Kellan. I'm sorry for bothering you. It seems like you were having a peaceful time."

Her eyes leave mine for the first time to look at my hand briefly before she glances back up at me. "Hi, Kellan. I'm Lena."

Her dainty hand reaches out to connect with mine, and time ceases to exist. My breath catches, and my eyes immediately dart to where the contact is being made. Sharp tingles course through me at her touch, lighting up my body and making me feel alive.

Death feeling alive. How about that?

Every part of me vibrates over the feel of her skin on mine. I glance back at her face to see that her lips have parted, and she is also staring at our connected hands. I knew she could feel it. My perfect pet. Sherips her hand out of my grasp and glances back up at me, eyes wide with shock.

"Have I seen you before?" her sweet voice coos.

"You may have seen me around campus."

"Oh." Her cheeks flush at the mention of the college. She's worried I've seen the video of her. I need to make sure she knows I'm not like the rest of them.

"I tend to keep to myself. I live off campus, and I don't have many interactions with people."

"You haven't seen the video of me getting railed by my ex-boyfriend then?" she blurts out. Her hand instantly covers her mouth as though she can’t believe the words that just left her lips.

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