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“Good people don’t exist. Some are just better at covering up their shittiness.”
Hannah sighs. “Someone nailed her to a park bench, Aubrey.” My jaw drops. “Oh my god! How horrific.” She nods. “Yeah. Someone catfished her. She thought she was there for a hookup. This psycho lured her there, and then nailed her hands to the wooden park bench they were supposed to meet up at.”
Wide-eyed, I look up at her. “You think Dare did this?” “I think a haiku has seventeen syllables, and Rina got seventeen nails pumped into her hands. The poem definitely implies the two things are related. I don’t know who else is crazy enough to do something like this that would do it in your defense.”
I didn’t plan to be the girl’s bestie anytime soon, but I think a horizontal crucifixion might have been an overreaction.
The mattress sinks under his weight as he climbs on with me. “Are you afraid of me, mermaid?”
don’t like to think Anae was right, but maybe I am too dark for you.” He circles my belly button with the tip of his finger. “Unfortunately, I’ve already decided you’re mine, and you being afraid of me won’t change that.”
Lightly, he drags his fingertips over my skin, causing goosebumps to sweep over me. “There are two types of people in the world, Aubrey. Predators and prey. You’re prey. Hannah’s prey. Anae and I are both predators. We don’t hunt each other. We hunt you.”
I’ve seen him do damage now. Some stupid girl wrote mean shit about me online, I let him know it bothered me, and he nailed her to a fucking park bench.
Malicious and crazy, but at the same time, that’s pretty impressive dedication.
My bedroom is dark and Dare is still fully dressed. He’s wearing dark wash jeans, and a black jacket with a black hoodie underneath. “Were you out burgling before you came over?” I tease. He smirks, pushing me back on the bed and climbing on top of me. “Maybe.”
If she goes down, he goes down with her. How poetic.
