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The strings come to life, flying out of my bra and swinging me through the crowd like a wanna-be, poor man’s spider-girl in Ghost Buster underwear. Wrecking Ball pops into my head, and I can almost imagine Anna singing it to me in this moment.
I’m glad I’m not Abby right now. He claims he likes me and still left me to bleed alone in the corner, so I actually almost pity her for what he may do to her.
Arion is sitting right beside me, legs crossed at his ankles like he’s been here all along with his hand on my leg, even though I can’t feel his touch. Damien can be an asshole sometimes. He wanted me to think Arion had just abandoned me.
“When sex is involved, it feels like I’m the only person in the world you want to see, and it feels like you want to be with me. But when sex is over, so is the way you look at me.”
“That’s sort of the problem. I feel like the conduit for your feelings for them because you have heterosexual body parts with a homosexual mentality. I’m not sure I’m okay with simply being a conduit,”
“I know you well enough for sex. I don’t know you well enough to follow you into a basket-lowering well where you feed me lotion a few times a day,”
“On the outside, people think having hot, immortal guys constantly wanting your attention would be something no sane girl could possibly complain about,” she mutters while pinching the bridge of her nose.
His kiss is the kind of kiss that makes smart girls make bad decisions, even when they’re not forged from broken pieces of lies and secrets.
“Vance can’t talk right now. He’s in the middle of crashing a completely fried plane. This won’t happen on Air Arion when I’m your captain,” the psychotic vampire says with a careless tone.
Violet rights herself quickly, and I answer like I didn’t notice the fact the poor girl occasionally struggles with the basics—standing on her own two feet.
“If you continue to touch that Vampyre in front of me, I’m going to get my feelings deeply hurt,” she states stoically, but I can see the truth of those words in her eyes. “I’m standing between this Vampyre and you, so stow your hurt feelings, since I’m expected to stow mine.” At my look, she clears her throat and takes a deep breath. Finally, I’m getting to talk, and it’s only after I agreed to stow my shit. So now I have nothing to say. Vicious circle I live in with my mother.
“The more people question me, the more I want to prove them all wrong, Marta. You’re doing little more than fueling my undying obsession with your daughter.”
What’s bigger than attaching a soul-sucking stone to my body? What’s bigger than her keeping it a secret that her soul is immortal? What’s bigger than me falling for four of her worst enemies? What’s bigger than Idun? Now, more than ever, I’m paying a lot of attention to the things my mother doesn’t say.
I find the paper with the instructions and get to work chopping and doing, while they likely just glare at each other and deliver silent threats with their eyes.
Arion predictably gets in on the Idun chatter. “Idun won’t be a problem, for fuck’s sake, if I can just—”
At the end of the day, I’m not meant for all four of them. I get too attached to the one I’m with and start drifting from the others. It’s harder to be with four men than you probably understand. The romance of it sounds wistful and downright fantasy-approved, but the reality of it is harder, especially when they can’t seem to agree about much of anything. No longer do they even agree about me in most cases, and it’s starting to feel like we’re all working too hard for something that just simply isn’t meant to be.”
Violet always carries around hazardous, dangerous things. She never uses the bloody things, though, so I’m not entirely sure they’re quite as volatile as she imagines they are.
Nadine.” The sides change. Alliances shift with each new agenda. The rules get made up as we go. The secrets double. The paranoia spreads. The suspicion mounts. Everyone is on edge.
