Page 6 of The Hallows Boys

She ruined all of it though, after the games. She opened her mouth and spread the knowledge that we were chosen faster than a lion during feeding time.

The following two years weren’t asfun.Because they knew who we were, what we were, and what was going to happen. We had to getmorecreative, more spontaneous, more unpredictable just so we could enjoy the thrill again.

And this year? It’s even worse. They’re lined up, ready to be taken, ready to be dubbed this year’s Hallows Girl. Competing for our attention like thirsty animals on a hot day. And since it’s our last year, we need to go out with a bang.

It’s about two weeks until All Hallows Eve, and we have to make a decision soon. There’s preparations to be done.

“Anything?” Becks asks quietly, the attitude dripping from his tone telling me he isn’t feeling shit either.

“Nothin’,” Vinny says, making my face pull down into a frown.

“Fuck,” I groan, slapping my hands on my thighs.

Vinny downs his can of beer, crumpling it up in his hand before he burps. “Might as well get shitfaced.”

I chuckle as Becks stands up to walk across the graveyard to grab some more beers from the coolers, the eyes of every girl in here watching him like he’s going to snap his fingers and announce something. He doesn’t, obviously, just grabs three beers and makes his way back to us with a shit-eating grin pulling up his lips.

“We’ll find someone.” I grab the can Becks hands me, popping the tab. “Just need to be patient.”

Vinny cracks his beer open. “Gonna be the best one yet.”

“You keep saying that, Vin.” Becks chuckles as he takes a drink. “What’s got you so sure?”

Vinny shakes his head as he swallows, then blows a long breath out. “Just have thisfeelingthat this year is going to be different.”

I shrug, looking out into the crowd of people. “We’ll see.”

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VINNY

By midnight, Becks is calling it quits and lurking through the crowd for someone to spend the night with. Not that I blame him, since this party is ending up to be a huge waste of time. The only thing we’ve managed to do is get drunk and talk shit.

Every girl here is hoping to win the prize, getting named this year’s Hallows Girl, but no matter how hard they work to seem more desirable, it’s all wasted. No matter how many times I’ve assessed the options, none of them are giving me that vibe.

Kai downs the rest of his beer, tosses the can in the direction of the garbage, and then stands up. “I’m gonna take off too, find Stephanie and let her ride me into unconsciousness.” He nods his head toward his usual booty call, who’s standing with her boyfriend at the coolers, picking at her nails in boredom, just waiting for Kai to interrupt.

“Keep playing, playboy.” I snort, standing up to clap his hand before he walks off.

Scanning through the crowd, I look for Rachel, hoping she hasn’t had too much to drink already. I need release, and I need it now. I may not know who we’re going to drag to hell and back on Halloween, but I know Rachel will let me pretend with her. She’s a sucker for punishment, and my palms are tingling with the need to choke someone.

I find her bent over a headstone, her panties showing under her skirt as she laughs with a group of her friends.

When I reach her, I smack her on the ass. “Let’s go.”

She rolls her eyes at me over her shoulder. “Where?”

I grit my teeth, grabbing her arm to pull her to a standing position. “Don’t give me attitude. Start walking.”

She grins, loving the way I make her feel like an object instead of a person. Whatever floats her boat, right? She drags a finger down my chest, along the center of my torso, and to my belt buckle as her eyes find mine. “I have my period.”

I snap my hand to her wrist, grabbing her and pulling her touch from my body as my face twists into a sick smile. “I’m hard, and I wanted to choke you with my cock, but now I think I’ll fuck your pussy, get all messy with your blood.”

Her eyes flare, and she looks over her shoulder to glance at her friends, who are watching the exchange unfold in front of them. “Shut up, Vinny.”

I pull her face to mine. “Do you think I care what those bitches think of me?”

My cock twitches in my pants when she licks her lips. “I know you don’t.”

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