Page 26 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
“What’s wrong, Peaches?” Issac rested his forearm on the table and leaned in. “Can’t breathe?”
Not when he was that close. I couldn’t even shift away from him because the unknown twin was right there on the other side.
“Come on,” Issac coaxed. “Suck in a breath. We can’t have you passing out too soon.”
Oh God, was I gonna pass out? What would they do to me if I did? I didn’t feel so good. My head was getting dizzy, and my body felt light.
A loud bang rang through the room as Ravi’s hand hit the table and he yelled, “Breathe.”
Oxygen suddenly shot back into my lungs with a large breath that made me cough.
“There we go,” Issac mockingly cooed, while rubbing my back.
I moved away from his touch only to bump into the twin on my right.
“Fuck off,” he snarled and shoved me back into Issac.
My chair jerked as my shoulder smacked into Issac’s chest, which was so hard it sent an aching bolt down my arm. I sat upas fast as I could, but not before Issac pressed his nose to the top of my head and inhaled, sucking in my scent as if he was a lion waiting to pounce.
“How’s she smell?” Levi asked.
“Like cherries and fear,” Issac answered.
Ravi let out a quiet groan that made unease swirl in my gut. “That’s something I’d like to taste.”
Why wasn’t anyone doing anything? Rachel wasn’t making out with her boyfriend anymore. She was right there, watching. It looked like she wanted to say something, but she didn’t. She just stared at me with this look in her eye that did not make me feel any better.
She didn’t even open her mouth when I whispered, “Please, go away.”
Issac snickered. “Begging won’t do shit, Peaches.”
Don’t let them see you cry, Georgia.
“But,” he looked past me to the twin on my right, “Maybe Slater will give you a break?”
Slater snorted. “Not happening.”
This whole situation was bad, but I didn’t know how bad until Rachel and her make-out partner got up and walked away, without saying a single word. That didn’t mean all hope was lost. Maybe I could still defuse the situation?
“Listen, I understand if you’re angry about last night—which was none of my business by the way—but you don’t have to worry. I erased the picture.”
Honestly, I don’t know why I took it in the first place. By the time that point came in my crappy day, I was running on exhaustion and instinct. And since they now knew the threat was gone, we could all move on with our lives, right?
“Bullshit.” Issac snarled.
Or, maybe we couldn’t. “I did.”
“Then why did you threaten us with it?”
That was a valid point. “I lied.”
“Oh, so you’re a liar on top of being a snoop.”
Walking into an unlocked room hardly constituted as being a snoop.
“I really did erase it.” I insisted. “You can look at my phone and see for yourself.”
Issac held out his hand, palm up. That was when I remembered…
