Page 50 of Her Dark Obsession

SB:

Not much. You?

Me:

Staying in. You at home? Send me tit pics.

SB:

In your dreams. I’m not sending you pics.

Three seconds later, an image of Aurora’s middle finger pops up on my screen. I scan the background. She’s in her bedroom. Good.

Me:

Not tits but I’ll take it. Talk later.

SB:

Okay.

The car rolls to a stop outside the first restaurant. “You ready?” I ask Kenny.

“Ready,” he says, reaching into the gym bag at his feet. He pulls out two glass bottles filled with gasoline and two pre-soaked rags.

“You gotta be quick. They will come at you as soon as they see you,” I tell him.

“Got it,” he replies, and I watch as he gets out of the car. Leaving the passenger-side door open.

A brick goes through the glass window. He lights up the first rag, using the flame to light the second one, and the same arm that scored him the quarterback spot on the team sets the building ablaze. Kenny runs and dives into the car. The tires screech as I pull out into traffic.

“Fuck,” he says.

I look across at him. “You good?”

“Yeah,” he huffs.

“Don’t watch the news tomorrow,” I tell him. He doesn’t need to see the number of casualties.

Two hours later, I’m back home. I text Aurora, because I need to know that she’s okay. I need to make sure she doesn’t find out it was me who attacked her family’s business.

Me:

Wanna skip school tomorrow?

SB:

Sure. I’ll have to try to ditch the detail, though. Leave it to me.

Me:

What detail?

SB:

Someone attacked the family tonight. The oldies have tightened security.

Me:

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