Drop Dead (Drop Dead Series Book 1) by Danielle Bird

Author:Danielle Bird [Bird, Danielle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-11T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 36

ETHAN

TJ’s has the best breakfast burritos in the world, and you can quote me on that. A cheese-fried tortilla (that’s a tortilla that’s been fried with cheese on the outside) packed with fluffy eggs, sliced chorizo sausage, red onions, tomatoes, and even more cheese. And they’re massive.

Bill and I get two each, so we can eat one now and reheat the other for later. We carry them in paper boats to her van, drooling over the spicy, red smell of chorizo, and when we get back to her place, we crash on her couch with the burritos and hot coffee and smash through the first Alien movie without interruption. We get through Aliens too, but halfway through Alien 3, Bill is so warm and full that she dozes off with her socked feet across my knees, and I don’t want to cheat her out of our marathon, so I pause the movie.

I look for jobs for a while, applying to a few on my phone, and then my eyes start to hurt from looking at the screen, so I stop. It’s 2:30, and I’m hungry again, so I carefully shimmy out from under Bill’s feet and sneak into the kitchen. I pull out my second breakfast burrito, heat it up in the microwave, and eat it over the kitchen sink as I look out at the woods behind her cabin.

My neck is sore, stinging where Crystal bit me. It hurts worse than Simon’s bite did, mostly because Jake had to rip me away from her before she could bleed me to death. I rub at it, instantly regretting it when it makes the pain flare and burn.

I’m still angry at myself for making such a stupid mistake, but now that I’ve had a little time to think and put some food in my stomach, I don’t feel quite so horrible about it.

I wanted to help her because of Simon. Plain and simple. Because he made me rethink everything I thought I knew about vampires. He made me question whether he was the rule and not the exception.

I still don’t know if that’s true or not, but my mistake wasn’t in trying to help her. It was merely in deciding she could be trusted as quickly as I did, in disarming myself and getting close before I had any reason to believe she wouldn’t bite me. I jumped the gun, is all. It won’t happen again.

When I’m finished eating, I throw the cheese-covered wrapper away and fall into the bed in my old room, inhaling the familiar pine-wood smell of the cabin that lingers on the pillowcase until I fall asleep.

As I have every night for the past week, I dream of Simon.

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