My Evil Eye by A.L. Hawke

Author:A.L. Hawke
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781953919199
Publisher: A.L. Hawke

16

THE BEACH

I knock on Ash’s front door. He’s staying in this cute one-story house, just like mine, probably of the same construction because we live on the same street. I know Ash is here because the first thing I did when I woke up in the middle of a grassy field in Arkansas was beg the first guy I saw, on a nearby highway, to lend me his phone. Then I called that asshole who let me loose on Imada. When Hades got on the line, I didn’t let him talk, couldn’t stand his voice. I just asked for one thing: Ash’s address.

God, I’m frantic. I’m so worried about Ash.

I readjust the bun on my head, straighten my granny sweater and thick glasses, and wait. Yeah, I stopped for, like, five minutes at my house to get dressed in my second librarian outfit. I didn’t have my key, but the wall was still boarded up so it wasn’t hard to break in.

You want to know what happened to me after I went berserko in Dellon’s lair? Beats the hell out of me. It must have been pretty gnarly, because I black out when things start to get gross. I remember coming home on lots of buses though. It took two days to get home. Why, do you ask? I had to ride only at night and hide like a vagrant during the day because of my hair.

This short, chubby brown-haired guy with a black-and-blue tie-dye T-shirt and shorts opens the door, and light floods the darkness outside. He furrows his brow and stares at me as I look down.

“Is Ash here?” I ask quietly.

“You know him?”

I nod.

“Uh…” He’s looking me over. He’s like examining me, which I really don’t like. Finally, he says, “No. He’s not.” But I smell another human inside. I recognize the scent. I look around the guy who opened the door. The light’s bright inside and a TV is blaring.

“He’s not here,” the creep says again, leaning forward.

I reposition my glasses, stand straighter, and say, “Can you tell him I stopped by? Tell him I can meet him at my place. Tell him—”

“No, I don’t think…” He stops midsentence and develops this grimace. “Wait, you’re the lady who works in the library, right?”

“Gorgi?” cries a voice behind him.

It’s Ash. I literally push the jerk to the side and walk in. Asher runs straight into my arms. We hold each other tight for a moment.

I step out of Ash’s arms and look down. “I was meeting your friend.”

“Dale, this is Gorgiana,” Ash says.

“That’s Gorgiana?” he asks. “Oops.”

“This is my best friend, Dale,” Ash says. “Come in. Come in.”

“God, Ash,” I say, “I was so worried about you.”

“Me too. I kept going by your house again.” He looks down and sees my shoes. I’m not wearing any. I told you I was in a rush. Worse, my feet are caked in filth.

“Sorry,” I say, looking down with a shrug. I probably smell too. I told you I rushed over to make sure he was okay.

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