Addicted After All (Addicted, #5)

by Krista Ritchie

The seatbelt has dug hard on my belly, and I feel more wetness between my legs. I solidify, wondering if it’s something worse than just pee. Ryke has to pull over into a nearby gas station with the Trailblazer, especially since the Audi is driving strange. “I think the wheels are fucking bent,” Ryke says. Daisy turns off the stereo and brushes some of the glass out of Ryke’s hair. I should do the same to Lo, but my eyes are just too wide, transfixed on one issue. I open my legs and peer down, but I can’t see much since my leggings are black. “Lil?” Lo says, worry edging his voice. I can’t move. Ryke tries to open his car door, but it’s jammed. Daisy climbs out of the Audi first, then Ryke crawls over the middle console and exits. I’m next. I can’t move. “Lily,” Lo forces my name and cups my face, turning it to him. “What’s wrong?” “I either peed or…” My eyes burn. Lo glances down at my lap. “You’re bleeding?” “I don’t know,” I say in one tight breath. He lifts up my sweater and tugs at the band of my leggings to peer down. After pulling at my panties, we both see a few droplets of blood. “Lo…” I say, tears welling. “It’s probably nothing…” But he already has his phone out, dialing a number. I’m guessing 911. He kisses my temple and then whispers, “Climb out. I’m right behind you.” I swallow a lump and step out of the car. Police sirens blare in the distance, and glass sprinkles the pavement. The Trailblazer isn’t as beat up as our smaller car, but the driver is still inspe...

Oh fuck