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I smile not having watched anything good in years. “Sure.” I try not to sound too eager as I push off my sneakers and get comfortable beside her on the bed.

She pulls up the horror section and I smile when I see IT.

She looks at me with a grin. “I guess I know which one we’re going to watch.”

TWENTY-FIVE

DRACO

“Where were you the other night?”

I glance up at Dahlia from the couch in my oversized trailer. “Home.”

“But you never go home when we have a show the next night.”

She wants to know if I was fucking someone because obviously, I wouldn’t torture the person by bringing them here.

“I don’t remember needing to ask your permission.”

She lets her hair go from the bun she had it in, the red locks cascading down one shoulder I once liked to wrap it around my fist loving the way the color stuck out in the black-and-white interior the trailer.

“I’m sorry but I was worried when you wouldn’t answer your phone.”

“I think it’s safe to say, I can take care of myself.”

“I waited for you. All night.” I look up at the black ceiling stretching my legs out. Here we go. “You could have called me.”

“Now why would I do that?” I drawl.

“Because it’s what you do when people care about what happens to them. I was worried.”

“No, you’re worried if I was with someone.”

Guilt crosses her features causing her to look away but she quickly composes herself and looks up. “Well, were you.”

“What do you want from me, Dahlia?” I snap. “We’ve been over this.”

“I want the truth.”

“The truth about what?”

“Where you were?”

She knows I don’t bring anyone to my house included her that isn’t blood. Fear from what I might say next has her fidgeting with the hairband in her fingers.

“I said I was home.”

I don’t want to tell her about Athena because contrary to what I do around this time of year, I don’t like to hurt people who don’t deserve it. I hate that she doesn’t want to let the notion of us go and I have to admit, it’s my fault but she’s a big girl. She knows what she was getting into. It’s not like she doesn’t fuck around with other guys and Vega.

“I thought something happened.”

My eyes flick to her. “Nothing did. I’m alive and I’m right here. Now go get some sleep.”

She steps forward with hope in her eyes as she glances at my bed. I raise my phone blocking her view from my sight so she can get the message.

Thankfully, it works and she stomps her way out shutting the door harder than necessary. I get up and flip the lock sitting back down on the couch pulling up a text.

L: I took care of it.

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