Page 174 of Boys Who Taint

Suddenly, she homes in on the guy and stabs him in the other leg. The scream that follows is like music to my ears, and she pulls out the knife and rams it into his thigh. She crawls on top of him and stabs him over and over, in his chest, his stomach, his shoulder, everywhere and anywhere, screaming like an absolute maniac, until the blood begins to spray and there’s nothing recognizable about his body left.

When she finally stops, the knife clatters on the pavement, and she stands up to witness her own slaughter. There’s nothing left, nothing except bits and pieces of meat and bone strewn together.

Another Bonesman wiped off the face of the earth.

Tears well up in her eyes as she huffs. “He hurt you … so I killed him.”

I grab her face to make her look at me. “And you looked so fucking good while murdering that monster.”

Her forehead collides with mine. “God … Oh God …” Her nostrils flare. “You were right. It felt so fucking good.”

Suddenly, her lips connect with mine in violence and a greed so great it nearly sucks the soul out of my body. She grabs my face with both hands, fingers curling around my hair as she deepens the kiss, and my heart nearly melts into the puddle of rain beneath my feet.

God, I love this woman.

Aspen

Our kisses tastelike death and demise, unholy, just like the kill. I’ve never felt anything like it before, and the thrill it left was a kind of high that’s out of this world.

I didn’t know murder could feel this good. This overpowering.

Grey twitches, and the pain in his leg makes him whimper into my mouth.

I pull back, look down, and panic. “Oh shit. Your leg.”

“It’s fine. I can manage.”

I put my arm underneath his shoulder to support him. “We have to go to the hospital.”

“No,” he replies swiftly. “They’ll question me. It’s too risky.”

“But what do we do?” I ask. “You’re wounded. And what about the body?” I glance at the guy behind us. Or at least, what’s left of him.

Grey checks the time on his phone. “They’ll pick up his body in ten minutes from now.”

Shit. “We have to get out of here.”

“I can’t drive my car like this,” he says.

“I’ll drive.” I bring him to my car and help him get in the passenger seat.

“But what about your car?” he asks.

“We can pick it up tomorrow. After we’ve fixed … this.” I glance at his gnarly wound.

“What about the school nurse?”

“God no. Felix instructed her to call him immediately if anything seemed suspicious. I don’t want my family involved. Not in this.”

He caresses my cheek so softly that it makes me pause. I hadn’t even realized I was frowning with worry until he touched me and relaxed my muscles instantly. “It’s okay. We’ll figure it out. Let’s just get back to campus.”

I nod and jump behind the wheel. Right then, my phone buzzes, and I check the messages.

Apollo:Wanna talk, Freckles? You know where to find me

Of course,he wants to talk. Of course—

Suddenly, it clicks, and I lift my head. “It’s a long shot … but I might know someone willing to help.”

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