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I shut the door behind them and shoved the deadbolt over, exhaling in a rush. They were gone, and they’d taken their delusions with them. I could pretend everything was normal again. The apartment definitely didn’t suddenly feel twice as lonely as it ever had before.
“Tell me you didn’t just try to justify attempted murder on the basis that you needed a good workout.” Vincent had been pretty dour most of the time I’d seen him, but now a hint of a smile touched his lips. “If it’s accurate…”
“You’ve never been normal. Normal’s for losers. You’re with us, Minnow, just like you’re meant to be, and we can show you ten times better than any fucking normal.”
“We’ll get there. No matter how deep it’s buried or how much has been built over top, we’ll dig it up. I fucking swear it.” Right then, with part of me wanting to melt into his touch, I believed he’d fulfill everything he promised—and more.
His gaze caught on the burn—a strip of mottled pink skin from my elbow to halfway down my forearm—and he bared his teeth like he was ready to chomp someone’s head right off. “Who did this to you?” he repeated in an even more ominous voice.
