Page 70 of His Pretty Little Lies
“Jax,” Kinsley says softly, her hand coming to my cheek. I close my eyes momentarily. “What about Blair?”
“We have her, Bunny.”
“Okay.” She gives me a soft smile that has guilt weighing on me. Damon will make a call when we get home to check fully on Blair's status.
“How are you feeling?” I ask, searching her face for disgust. Today, she got a real taste of who I am. Those two weren't the first people I had ever killed before. Not that I had a giant list, but there have been a few. I don’t enjoy having to take someone's life, but I’ll always do what’s necessary to protect my family.
“I’m good.” She gives me a smile. “Happy, actually, now that my adrenaline is coming down. We did it. Right? It’s over?”
“It will be by the end of the day. We are still putting the pieces together and figuring out how those police reports got changed.” I’ll let my family deal with that.
“I hope they can figure out how to save Trent.”
“They will if they can. Dad told me that he might reach out to your mom once he gets his hands on the drugs.”
“She’ll like that. It’s been driving her crazy, and it will show her that you Marinos aren’t so bad.”
“Hey, now. Don’t be ruining our reputation,” Damon jokes. Kinsley only shakes her head before laying it on my shoulder. I keep a tight hold on her; the drive is quiet, but I soak it in.
When we enter the house, everyone is focused on Kinsley. “Are you okay?” Mom starts to fuss over her.
“Did you kill someone this time?” Naomi asks, her tone flat. Kinsley laughs.
“Nah, I’m still a murder virgin.” The second the words are out of her mouth, her cheeks start to pinken.
“Give it time. I’m sure one day,” Mom tells her.
“I’m a virgin all around,” Nix huffs. Mom elbows her in the side. She’s too young to be thinking about that shit. Her little ass better hold out for another few years, or I’ll have to murder someone else.
“You'd better keep it that way.” I shoot her a glare that she only returns. Nix rolls her eyes at me, her attention going back to Kinsley.
“I’m glad you’re okay. I’ll let the group chat know. Everyone has been freaking out.”
“Really?” Kinsley's lips turn up on one side. She’s happy that there are people that are worried about her.
“Of course!” Mom tells her. “Are you guys hungry?”
“Not if you’re cooking,” Naomi says, scrunching her nose.
“I know that, you little brat.” Mom laughs. “Mary is here. It’s nice to have her back full-time.” Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Mary?” Kinsley asks.
“Oh, she doesn’t know yet.” Mom's brows rise.
“Know what?” Kinsley looks at me for an explanation. One I know there’s no getting out of, but I’m going to try to push it off for now.
“Let’s shower before we do anything.” I have blood all over me, and some of it is now on Kinsley, too.
“All right, but I’ll send up food later,” Mom says as I take Kinsley's hand and lead her up the stairs.
"What are you not telling me?" Kinsley asks when we enter our bedroom. I suppose there is no point in hiding it. She'll find out soon enough.
"The Mary my mom was referring to, she's your Mary," I admit.
"What?" Her face scrunches in confusion momentarily before my words click. "What! How? I mean…" She trails off. I watch her, wondering if she's going to get pissed. "You're ridiculous, you know that?"
"When it comes to you, I am." I'm not ashamed to admit that. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to ensure your safety and happiness, Bunny.”
