Under Your Scars (Under Your Scars, #1)

by Ariel N. Anderson

HOLY SHIT. Christian’s dad killed Ellie’s dad’s first wife. I bet anything Ellie’s dad is who killed Christian’s dad.

“Is this what it felt like for you? To not know if I was going to be okay?” Another sob wrecks through me. “Because I don’t know how you got through it. You’d do anything for me, right?” I scrape my nails gently along his scalp. “I’m asking you to come back to me, because I don’t know how to live without you, either.”

IM GOING TO LOSE MY SHIT

How am I going to tell her that he’s not going to wake up? Caroline looks up at Christian in the bed and then back to me. “Can I hug him?”

I’m so fucking upset

“I can’t believe you’d let me go without a goodbye kiss, angel.” My eyes fly open, and I go stiff in complete shock. Christian’s eyes are open. He’s smiling at me, with that same charming smile I fell in love with and those icy blue eyes full of life.

NO WAY 🥹

“How do you know it was glass?” Elena’s question has Elliot’s eyes flickering to me and then back down to her hand.

He has to be the other Silencer…

“I killed the Silencer.”

Damnnnnn Ellie!

As my fingers dig into her delicate throat, I find myself getting choked up, but I can’t find it in me to stop. “I have to save her, Beth, I have to. You just…you got in the way. But I promise, baby, we’ll all be together soon.”

Wtf????

She shakes her head again, this time from denial. “Dad, you tried to kill him. You killed mom.”

Called it!

He presses his forehead to hers as she cries, and then softly kisses her cheek before turning his head to look me straight in the eyes. “How’s this for misery?” He reaches for the gun Elena dropped, and before I have a chance to comprehend what he’s doing, he places it at her temple. And he pulls the trigger. My entire world goes red. My body goes numb with rage. I’ve gone deaf. My only working sense is sight, and I watch in horror, unable to move as Elliot lets Elena go, and her lifeless body slumps directly into my lap.

NOOOO

“That’s okay, babygirl, just turn around and count as high as you can.” I’ve been hanging on by a thread named Elena, and now she’s gone. I hold my angel to my chest and wait for Caroline to reach ten before I put the gun to my head. And like I was always meant to, I pull the trigger.

What the actual fuck. Holy fuck.

“Grandpa, when are mommy and daddy coming back?” With a shaky breath, I hold the handkerchief to my face, hug her to my chest, and weep with the angels.