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Dad grins. “And when the world ends, we won’t let Blake in here.” “That’s right. He’ll be crying down at the road begging me to save him, and I’ll be like, ‘You should have been nice to me, Blake, because now you’re going to die.’” I put on a huge smile. A look of concern flashes across Dad’s face.
LMAO
Nate’s eyes widen with fear or surprise—I’m not sure which. “Watch out!” Just as I turn my head, the man with the shiny goatee lunges up at me and sinks his teeth into my flesh.
EW EW EW
Nate’s eyes dart to the screaming burner who still has me in his grip, then to the burner he sent flying into the countertop—who’s now regaining his footing. 30 I’m sure Nate’s coming up with a plan in his head, one that will end in him rising to the occasion as my knight in shining armor. It looks like he’s about to charge at the burner staggering toward him, but he doesn’t. Instead, Nate runs . . . right out the front door.
NO HE DID NOT
I roll my eyes and look to my father—my father, who should have known better than to let the enemy in. “I’m not sharing a room with him. He should be dead.” “Casey!” Dad warns. “Don’t say that.”
LMAO
Blake’s an asshole, but he’s my asshole.
Slay
“Were you and Molly dating at one point?” I ask. “No,” he says matter-of-factly. “Then why would she think that to begin with?” “We hooked up one time, okay?” He drops his head in his hands. “How was I supposed to know the world was gonna end the next day?”
OH FUCK LMAO
Blake stares at me like a lion ready to go in for the final kill. Part of him hardens against my body, instantly changing his demeanor. The smoldering look on his face fades and his cheeks flush, betraying the truth of what he would like to do to me. “Are you done?” he asks, trying to keep his composure. I twist and squirm under his weight a few more times, fighting until I have nothing left to give. “I guess I better be, before you finish on my leg,” I wheeze. He coyly smiles, releasing me from his death grip. Blake stands and pulls me up with him, forcefully drawing my head into his chest.
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SCREAMINGGGG
Maybe I’ll lock Blake up in one of them and throw away the key. I try to tamp down the smile that starts to spread across my face at the thought of Blake behind bars.
LMAO
His eyes skimmed over me, from my head to my toes. “But everything else looks good,” Blake added, and I wasn’t so sure he was still talking about my truck.
Oh?
“If you’re so effective, Casey, then why is Chris dead?” he says, cocking his head.
HE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT
Before I could talk myself out of it, I reached for Blake, turning his head toward me and meeting his tender gaze. There were things I wanted more in life, but not in that moment. It was just him, the boy I’d once hated with a passion—but the hatred was gone and all that was left was passion. I pressed my lips against his, and I knew instantly that the wall I had built around myself was all but ruins now.
UMMMMM
“I almost had you,” I say. “Almost is the key word.” “One day, your ass will be mine, Blake.” He simpers. “I can’t wait.” Before I can respond, he leans into me and whispers, “But until then, you’re still not ready.”
LMAO
“Blake, are you coming, or do you need to ask my dad for permission?” My father belly laughs. “Oh, I’m coming.” He jogs to catch up with me. “You two have fun.” “We won’t,” I yell back, shooting a glare at Blake.
I think her dad ships them
“You’re such a dick.” “Only with you.” The moonlight catches his verdant eyes, making them glow. 144 I throw my head back into the grass, surprised at his admission. “What?” “I mean, no, I’m not,” he says nonchalantly, trying to play it off.
WHAT
Our eyes meet and a silence stretches between us as his body is pressed against mine. It should feel heavy, but for some reason, it feels like it’s part of me, and I’m used to the weight, the pressure. “Blake,” I say, “what are you—” Cutting me off midsentence, he lowers his head and plants his lips on mine, taking me by surprise.
WHAT
It’s not right what Greg’s doing to her, and I really can’t stand to watch her get hurt. She deserves to know, and the sooner the better. “Greg doesn’t like you,” I say without thinking. The truth comes out like projectile vomit all at once, and I’m not sure whether I’m telling her this for her sake or for mine.
GIRL LMAO
“Blake, are you all right?” “Who are you?” he asks. My heart plummets down into my stomach, splashing acid everywhere as a burn begins to radiate throughout my core. I let go of his hand and stumble back in shock.
HE BETTER BE JOKING
Blake lets go of my wrists and collapses to the floor. A burst of laughter erupts from his mouth and rocks through me, like a sound wave sent from a bullhorn. He rocks back and forth, grabbing his sides, chuckling even louder. “You fucking dick!”
Oh he a bitch
I couldn’t stop thinking about Molly. Everything reminded me of her.” “Really?” I arch a brow. “We’re talking about the same hospital? The one full of dead, decaying, maggot-covered bodies and brain-eating biters.” “That’s right.” He nods. “Everything reminded me of her. That annoying generator noise. Molly. The squeaky wheel on the gurney JJ and I snagged. Molly. The flickering lights in the cafeteria that 204gave me a splitting headache. Molly. So when I saw that ring, I was like . . . that’s for Molly.”
LMAO
He can’t help but smile. “Wow. All those years of practice, and you were thinking of me the whole time.” He cups his hands together, tucking them under his chin, batting his eyelashes. “Thinking of killing you, yes.” My voice is stern, not letting his charm get the upper hand. “Still counts.” He shrugs slightly. “I was in your thoughts.”
LMAO
“What is it?” I ask. “There’s someone here to see you, and he says he’s your fiancé.”
OH MY GODDDDDDDDD
What I thought was Nate fleeing at the first sign of trouble, ditching me to save his own ass, was actually him trying to protect me.
HES LYINGGGG
He takes a step toward me, grazing a finger across my cheek. “Without you, my world ends.” “The world already ended, Blake.” “Only for a little bit, until you came back into it.”
His demeanor and tone are disconnected, like he’s in front of a group of new recruits he’s never met before. “We’re going to pair up and do this activity with a partner. Yes, you will be fighting. Yes, you might get hurt. But the goal is, by the end of this, you won’t be so susceptible to being hurt when you don’t know your attacker.”
Oh Blakes gonna kick Nates ass LMAO
“Nate!” Blake yells. “Since this is your first time, you’ll be with me.” Oh God. He’s gonna kill him.
I KNEW IT LMAO
“It was an accident,” Blake says, shrugging it off like it’s no big deal. I narrow my eyes and take a step closer to him. He’s full of shit. He did it on purpose. “Yeah, and so were we,” I whisper, only loud enough for him to hear me. I don’t know why I say it. Actually, I do. I want to hurt him because he thinks it’s okay to hurt others, purely for his own enjoyment or to prove himself. His face turns downward, displaying the pain he feels from my words, which cut a little too deep. His green eyes mist over, and he lowers his head. Without another word, Blake walks away—but this time, I don’t
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GIRL IF YOU DONT TAKE THATBACK
“I’m leaving,” he adds when I don’t respond.
NO YOU ARE NOT
“Morning, babe.” He smiles. “Wanna come take a walk with me? I have an errand I need to run.” “An errand?” “To my car. I left it parked about a mile up the road.
I DON'T TRUST HIM
At the front gate, Nate pulls a key from his back pocket and inserts it into the padlock holding the chain in place. He removes it, letting it slink to the ground, before repocketing the key. “Where did you get that?” I ask, pointing to his pocket. “Oh, I told one of the older ladies in the kitchen that I needed to pull my car in, and they gave me this key.”
HES SO SUSPICIOUS IM SCARED RN HES GONNA TURN ON THEM
“Where are you going? Did you already get turned around, city boy? The house is back that way.” I chuckle, pointing my thumb over my shoulder and waiting for him to stop abruptly to correct his mistake. “I know,” is all he says, staring straight ahead at the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel.
I KN EW HE WAS SHIFTY ASF
“Nate! Turn the fucking car around right now!” I slam my hands into the dashboard, popping open the glove box. “No, Casey! There’s nothing to go back to.” “What? What are you talking about?” “I had to make a deal.”
WHAT THE FUCK DID HE DO
“God, you are more useless and stupid than I thought you were. I knew I made the right decision leaving you behind.” He cracks a wide smile, revealing bloodstained teeth, relishing in his confession.
I KNEW ITTTT
“Molly?” I place a hand on her shoulder. “I’ve never killed anyone,” she says, her voice shaking like she’s just come out of a cold plunge. “Oh, I . . . uh . . .” I look to Tessa for support, but she shrugs, mouthing, I don’t know. “If we don’t kill these guys, they’ll kill Greg.” I stare at Molly, hoping that truth breaks through the shocked state she’s in. She lifts her head, her eyes burrowing a hole in the fabric of time and space. That was all she needed to hear. If the kill is for Greg, it’s fine, which kind of worries me a little, but we’ll deal with that later.
LMAO
“You two are disgustingly cute,” Tessa says with a smirk. “Yeah, you’re like a younger Greg and me, our puppy love growing into a full dog.” Molly cups her hands together over her heart. I furrow my brow. “I’m, like, a decade older than you, and I’ve known Blake since I was thirteen.”
LMAO
