“Wow. Okay, that was fast,” Liam says.
“We went North, Liam. Do you understand there is literally fucking nothing up here?” I tell him.
“I know,” he says softly. “We are on the main road, though, so someone is bound to drive past us eventually. We just keep walking, and we will run into someone. Okay?”
“We have no food. No water. I’m wearing this stupid fucking dress and goddamn heels,” I rant. “And you. You’re fucking stuck with me. How goddamn unfortunate for…”
Liam surprises me by grabbing my face and kissing me hard. When he pulls back, I crack a smile but immediately try to turn away from him.
“Aht. No, ma’am. I saw that smile,” Liam says as he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. “Tori, I have spent four years doing everything I could to help you when you needed it themost. Sometimes I didn’t get to you fast enough, but I know you inside and out. Okay?”
“Why did you only ever come around when I was drunk? Were you…”
“I have never done anything but take care of you when you are drunk,” he interrupts. “I’ve cleaned you, dressed you, fed you, and put you to bed so many times. I know everything about you, Tori.”
“That doesn’t answer my question. How am I supposed to believe you?” I ask. “I have spent years getting blackout drunk, but you stuck around when no one else did? You had another reason. What was it? Was I jerking you off? Huh?”
“You are going to think I am fucking insane,” he says with a sigh.
“Who am I going to tell?” I scream at him. “I have no one, Liam. No one cares about me. No one will miss me when I don’t show up. Don’t you get that? I was their perfect fucking victim. No one would fucking believe me anyway. They never do.”
I have tears rolling down my cheeks, but I’m still so angry. “What did I do to deserve this life? Why can’t I just fucking give up? All those times I stared over the edge of the bridge, it was hope for a better day tomorrow that kept me from jumping. And you know what, Liam? The next day was just as fucking shitty. Grown men kept using my body, and I let them. Over and over again, I let them take from me. And look where that fucking got me. Fucking ninety miles into the middle of goddamn bumfucknowhere with no signal and a dude who keeps looking at me like he gives a shit. What the fuck do I even have to go back to? Nothing. That’s what. Yeah, so fucking what, I am about to have a degree. Sure, I’ll get a job and make money, but what is the fucking use if I’ll just spend my life alone? No family. No friends. No one. I don’t even have a goddamn pet fish. They all kept fucking killing themselves by swimming into the motherfucking filter. Why can’t I do that? Why can’t I just fucking swim into God’s obnoxiously loud filter so I can finally die and leave this world?”
“You had me until God’s filter,” Liam says with a smirk.
“Ugh!” I scream.
“Feel better?” Liam asks.
“Yes,” I nearly pout as he wraps the blanket around my shoulders.
“Good. I’m a demon,” he says.
"I’m sorry, pardon my fucking French, but what in the everloving baguette-flipping fuck did you just say to me?" I say.
“I’m a demon. What about a baguette?” he asks.
“Have you…”
“Lost my goddamn mind?” he asks, finishing my sentence. “Probably, but it doesn’t change the fact that I am a demon.”
“What…” I say, too confused to speak.
“Well, technically, I am half-demon. My mother is human, and my father is an incubus,” he says as he leans down to look at me straight on. “That’s a demon… If you didn’t know.”
“Yeah, I fucking gathered that, Liam. What fucking demon names their childLiam? I don’t believe you,” I say.
“Because of the name or...” Liam asks with a grin. I just blink at him, and he chuckles as he wraps me in a hug. I pull away and just continue to stare at him.
“I… what?” I say, not knowing what else to say.
“Would you like me to prove it, Tori?” he asks with a sweet smile.
“How in the fuck did I go from being raped at a party to being stuck in the woods with a lunatic?” I ask. “Just curious if you know, because I sure as fuck don’t.”
“You stand there. I’ll stand here,” Liam says.
“You are not impressive, Liam the demon,” I say with an attitude.