The Destruction of Sevyn (The Vengeance of Luther Book 1) by Ember Michaels

Author:Ember Michaels [Michaels, Ember]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crashing Waves Press, LLC
Published: 2020-07-19T18:30:00+00:00

SEVYN

I looked around Logan’s old room, unsure of what I was doing here. Everything looked as it did the last time I was here. She was such a girly girl, her gorgeous canopy bed against the far wall, a thick purple comforter made up on it with matching pillows and white accent pillows. Her walls were covered in posters of Zayne, Twilight movie characters, and photos of her friends. I walked over to a wall that was covered in nothing but pictures. A small touched my lips as I looked at all of them. She wasn’t close with the other girls I was friends with because she thought they were “no good.” Sometimes I wished I’d listened to her.

A particular picture of the two of us stopped me in my tracks. We were both in bikinis on South Beach, living our young, teenaged lives in the sun. With our ridiculously large sunglasses and floppy sunhats, we each held a canned soda in the air with one hand and held up the peace signs with our other hand. The bright smiles on our faces made my chest ache with grief. I hadn’t seen a picture of her in so long that it hadn’t hit me just how much I actually missed her. Even halfway through everything we’d done to her, a part of me wanted to stop when I thought we’d gone too far, especially when she was raped, but we’d already crossed the line.

“We had so much fun that day, right?” a soft voice said behind me. I whirled around on my heels to see Logan standing there with a small smile on her face. She looked as pretty as she always did, and forever seventeen. She wore a white dress with small yellow sunflowers on it, her dark chestnut hair swishing over her shoulders. It was her favorite dress in life, one that I’d heard she requested to be buried in when she wrote her suicide note.

She walked over and stood next to me, looking at the picture. “I can’t believe we thought that was stylish back then. We looked so dorky,” she said and giggled.

Tears burned my eyes as I looked back at the picture. “It was,” I said, my voice cracking. “But it was fun. That was all I cared about, I guess.”

“Yeah, me too,” she said with a small sigh. “Oh! You remember this one?” She pointed to one of us wearing life jackets, our hair soaking wet. I giggled. She’d convinced me to go kayaking with her family for the weekend. I’d never done anything like it, but I went because it was a nice escape away from the bullshit going on with my family at the time and a good enough excuse to be around Luther.

“I nearly drowned that day, you know,” I said, remembering how I flipped out of the kayak trying to get my tennis bracelet from the water that’d slid off my wrist while I swished my hand around in the water.

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