Scar Crossed by Eden Hudson

Author:Eden Hudson [Hudson, eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The River Pirate Alliance
Published: 2021-04-12T04:00:00+00:00

Shannon

I scream. I smash lamps and slam kitchen stools into walls. I break plates and glasses and throw silverware and scream some more.

Then there’s nothing left that I can lift but my acoustic. The one I fought Philly for. The one I got Tased for. The cheap Martin knock-off I bought when I was fourteen with money from working at the gas station in Halo. The one I started drawing on in high school and covered with more ink than I have in my arms.

I pick my guitar up by the neck and stare at the tattoos on its body. Follow the black marker lines until they stop making pictures and turn into nonsense. They slip and slide through each other, loop around, come back, break off and on again. I can feel them churning in my stomach and in my chest. If they make it to my brain, this will all be over. The angel of death and destruction won’t need to drag me to Hell. That vortex of sickness and anger and madness will suck me down so far that not even my screams will be able to claw their way out.

“Shannon?” Tiffani’s voice cuts through the noise. “What’s wrong? Did he hurt you?”

I can’t answer.

Tiffani hugs me, takes my acoustic away, sets it down. I put my arms around her, lean against her cool body.

At first, she just holds me and rests her cheek on the top of my head, but I keep burrowing into her. I’ve got to get away somehow.

When I look up at Tiffani, she has that same desperate fire in her eyes that Danny had. Tiffani wants me. She loves me.

I feel myself relax. My hands start to move. They know where Tiffani needs to be touched. They know how to tease her just enough to snap that iron self-control.

She tries to ignore what I’m doing. She pretends like she doesn’t notice, hugs me tighter, rubs my back, whispers in my ear that I’m safe. But I can feel her on the edge. And like some kind of twisted epiphany, it dawns on me what will push her over. Tiffani’s been waiting for one thing, dying for it for so long that I can’t believe I didn’t see it before tonight.

“Tiff,” I breathe. “I love y—”

That’s all it takes. She kisses me before I can even finish saying it. I lick the inside of her teeth. Search out her fangs with my tongue. Press my hips into hers. She sighs. I give her a deep, hungry kiss that rocks her down to her bone marrow, then I lead her to my bedroom.

Tiffani’s good—great even—but there’s something awful about having sex with her. That second when everything comes back, too loud, too real, too bright, and I realize that I did this to Tiffani. My-bodyguard-Tiffani. My-partner-Tiffani. My-everything-Tiffani. I used her body to get away from the noise and now all I want is for her to get out, to stop touching me, to be anyone else in the world so I can tell her to fuck off and leave me alone.

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