Page 62 of Savage Scream

And I liked it.

Those feelings should probably worry me, but I can’t find it in me to care how serial killer they seem right now.

Nor could I care when I spotted Jared’s lust drunk eyes after each kill, and how hard he was.

Afterwards, we didn’t make it far on the way back to Fox Pines once we swapped back from Griffin’s car to Jared’s. He had to pull over when I couldn’t keep my hands off him, and I fucked him right there in the front seat of his car on the side of the road.

I can’t get enough of this guy.

Jared slept in my bed when we got back just after four in the morning. We were both exhausted, yet it hasn’t seemed to take the pep out of our step.

Today is the school swim carnival. If it weren’t for my good mood, care of Jared and his tongue, fingers and dick, I would have ditched this event. I hate swimming carnivals. Mostly because I don’t like to swim since I can’t do it very well. But also because I’m not typically a person to do what the masses are doing.

I’m on the yellow team with Jared, Rhys, Simon, and Abbey. It’s the first time I’ve seen Abbey get a breather outside of class from her psycho boyfriend and his mates. He’s on one of the other teams, and because she’s hiding up the back of the tent, out of sight from most people, I decide to take a chance and join her while Jared cheers on Simon in a race.

Abbey frowns at me as I sit next to her, and I note that even though it’s hot, she hasn’t taken her blazer off, or attempted to blend in by wearing yellow. Much like me.

As far as most people are concerned, I don’t speak, unless your name is Jared, and maybe Travis, or I’m recording a podcast that no one but Jared knows is me. So having a conversation using my phone is normal, and it allows me to say or ask things that no one will know about unless they read over our shoulders. Which they can’t, given our position in the tent.

Taking out my phone, I use my notes app to communicate with Abbey.

‘Hi.’

I angle it towards her and watch as she reads it and frowns, so I tap out a new note.

‘I was hoping we can have a conversation, and since I don’t talk out loud, and I’m pretty sure you don’t want certain people hearing or knowing you’re talking to people, I thought we could do it this way.’

I tilt it her way and she huffs, shaking her head and redirecting her gaze back out to the front of the tent.

I keep trying, and put more words into text before angling it her way. She ignores me, keeping her gaze trained forward, so I elbow her arm, and she shoots me a death glare.

“What do you want?” she hisses and I nod my head towards my phone, so she drops her gaze and reads my message.

‘I’m going to be upfront because I’ll be leaving Fox Pines soon, and I can’t go without trying to help you. I know you are being mistreated by your boyfriend. What I don’t understand is why you put up with it.’

Obviously I know more after Jared shared some details with me, but I need to see what she says about it.

“Mind your own business,” Abbey hisses between clenched teeth, and I swear she could be a ventriloquist with that skill. I can’t even see her lips move.

I shake my phone with the new message and even though her head is facing forward, her eyes drop to my screen.

‘Is he holding something over you? Can you go to your parents?’

“I already told you to mind your own business,” she hisses a little louder this time, but I press on.

‘As you can see, I’m not good at following basic instructions.’

When I jiggle my phone again, Abbey darts her gaze down and smirks.

Finally. A small win.

It’s not lost on me how similar this is to how me and Jared were in the beginning. Me refusing to communicate, him doing everything he could think of to get my reaction.

‘Is there anyone you can talk to?’

I shake the phone again and Abbey frowns as she reads it, shaking her head.

‘Anywhere you can go?’

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