A Single Kiss by W. Winters & Willow Winters

A Single Kiss by W. Winters & Willow Winters

Author:W. Winters & Willow Winters [Winters, W. & Winters, Willow]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-08T18:30:00+00:00


“I don’t want to sleep!” I scream at him, the words clawing up my throat and scarring the tender flesh on their way out.

“Then don’t.” His answer is simple. In the dark corner of the room, he sits and watches. That’s what he does. He observes. That’s not what Beth would do. Licking the cracked skin on my bottom lip, I remember how she always had to be there, always involved, always telling me what I was doing wrong.

I wish I’d listened to her.

My rocking turns gentle just thinking about her.

“You said you’d tell her I was okay.”

“I said I’ll make sure she finds out.” He corrects me sharply.

“Did she see it? The note Jeremy left for her?” His gaze meets mine when I say the name, we’re not supposed to say each other’s names. I know it’s Jeremy though. He came in here to check on me the first few days. It had to be him because of the bandage on his chin.

Jeremy told me what Marcus did to his chin though. He said it was necessary and that’s how I know it was him in the video Marcus showed me.

Jeremy’s scar is not nearly as bad of a fate as what Luke would endure. Marcus said he deserved it. That it was meant to happen and to only tell him certain things. I listened; I was a good girl, but I regret it all right now. I want it all to stop. “Please,” I whimper, “make it stop.”

“It will stop in time and your sister will know in time.” My sister. Bethany. I need her to know. “Things are going according to plan.”

I comment, feeling hollow inside, “I just need her to know.”

“Go to sleep, Jennifer.” He knows the only person to call me Jennifer was my mother. I told him to stop, but all he says is that it’s my name.

“I feel guilty,” I confess to him as shivers run down my arms. I don’t know why. Maybe because there is no judgment from him, only truth and facts no matter how cold and callous they are.

“You should,” is his only answer.

“When will she know that I’m okay?” My eyes burn searching for him in the dark corner.

“That depends on something I can no longer predict.”

“On what?” I ask him, feeling a new pain run down the seam of my chest.

“Jase Cross.”



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