To The End (Hannaford Prep, #4)

by J. Bree

Her winged eyeliner is sharp enough to kill a man

Immediately began singing Vigilante Shit....

I mean, I know we’re all criminals, I kill people for fuck’s sake, but there’s always been a code we live by.

We’re all fucked because he doesn’t know how to be rejected.

Is there some sort of process you go through to kick him out?” I stand and tuck my arm into hers. “We kill him.”

Atticus explained himself and we both… like him. Kind of. I mean, I don’t want to kill him anymore so that counts as liking him, right?”

Sitting in my palm is a tiny heart locket, identical to his mother’s, so similar it’s only when I turn the locket over to read the inscription that I know he’s gotten me one of my own. Mine. To the end.

The world will be a better place without Senior in it, and if that means Avery has the entire fucking country in her pocket than fuck it. Hail Hydra or whatever.”

“Ok, fuck, don’t freak out but I’ve been… stabbed a little.”

“You aren’t fucking expendable. You’re nonnegotiable. You’re everything I’ve ever fucking wanted and needed,

I die, she’s worth it. You all made this entire fucked up life of mine… worth it.”