Page 658 of Hell Hath No Fury
Before she can protest, I grab her hand and I begin to drag her behind me.
“Arrow?” she squeaks and I tighten my hold around her wrist.
To the point that I can feel her tendons, the delicate, bird-like bones.
“What… What are you doing?”
I don’t answer her. I can’t.
Can’t say the right words.
“Arrow, stop.” She shakes my wrist. “Stop, please. Let’s talk. Let me explain.”
I tug at her hand harshly, a silent message to her that she needs to shut up right now. That I don’t want to talk. There’s nothing to talk about.
“Arrow, listen… Ow.”
That stops me. Her startled, painful squeal.
I spin around and find her hopping on one leg. Her other, she’s holding in her free hand and looking at her foot.
I crash down on my knees in the sand to take a look at it. A tiny sea shell is stuck to the sole of her foot, along with grains of sand.
Why the fuck isn’t she wearing shoes?
Why the fuck didn’t I notice?
As soon as I brush off the sand and the pebbles, she kneels down in front of me. She doesn’t give me a chance to move away and grabs my face in her small hands.
Her thumbs rub over my cheekbones in soothing circles. “Can we please talk?”
My fingers curl into fists at my sides. “There’s nothing to talk about.”
“There is.”
“You were running from me.”
“What? I wasn’t.” Her hands creep up to my hair and fist the strands. “Why would you even think that?”
Because I’m an asshole. And I thought you’d figured it out.
“Did she tell you to do this?” I ask the question again and I can see she’s confused. “Did she tell you to leave me? Your fucking sister.”
I already know the answer before she opens her mouth. It’s on her face and before I can even think about my actions, my hands shoot up and grab hold of her waist, pulling her forward.
Pulling her into me so we are chest to chest.
So I’m looking down at her when I growl, “She did, didn’t she?”
Her fingers fist my hair. “Yes.”
I can’t get enough air, Jesus Christ.
“And you were going to do it.”
“No.” She shakes her head with determination. “No, Arrow. I would never do that.”
I open my mouth then because I’m starving, choking to death. “Are you lying to me again?”
