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There are things I know better than most about myself and the ways of the world. A night of no sleep won’t kill me. A week without food won’t kill me. Finding my mother's dead body rotting on my kitchen floor won’t kill me. A bullet to the shoulder won’t kill me. The bullying at Hannaford Prep won’t kill me.
“Are you a magnet for fucked up shit and psychos?”
“Mounty, is there any fucking chance you could stop attracting psychos and serial killers for five fucking minutes while we dig our way out of the mountain of shit we’re already in?”
Avery gives me her best broken glass and bleeding hearts giggle. I make a note to never give her whiskey again. Apparently even in small amounts it turns her into a smug, shit-stirring siren. I should get that on a shirt for her.
“Kid, I live for this shit. I even got to torture the last guy. I julienned him as if I were a sous chef and he was nothing but a fucking carrot. I’ll send you the tape, looks fucking sick.”
“Lips collects them, like trinkets and pets. Nothing she loves more than pissing people off by living her very best life.”
“What the fuck is a study of peas? They’re vegetables, they can’t go to fucking college!”
Harley is fucking rape-bait, I’m sure of it.
“Says the girl with every fucking deranged psycho in the fucking state chasing after her. Fuck, you get your enemies delivered on a platter by one of them. I’d put money on that guy wanting a taste of you,”
“Did you just get a pep talk from the Butcher? Fuck, we are in trouble,”
Ah, fuck. It’s leaking. Greeeeeat, dead head juice all over the fucking room to clean up. Avery’s going to have a freaking aneurysm.
“Tell Harley and Blaise I’m sorry too. Tell them I love them and tell Avery I love her too, that she’s the best fucking thing that ever happened to me. That being her friend has been the greatest fucking honor and if I die, she’s worth it. You all made this entire fucked up life of mine… worth it.”
