Avenged by E. E. Cooper

Author:E. E. Cooper
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-09-10T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Brit jerked her chin toward the door of her basement suite. “Open the door. My hands are full.” I glanced down; Brit had only one small bag. “You know the code, don’t you?”

A blanket of frost crept across my heart. “Um, sure.” I punched in the numbers and swung open the door. Should I have pretended I didn’t remember the pass code? I stepped into the room. I jumped when Brit jerked open the blinds on the small windows by the door.

“Do you want something to drink?” Brit asked. She bustled past me and dumped her bag on the sectional.

I hadn’t been in the room since I’d broken in when she was gone. At that time it had seemed like one of those museum rooms set up to look like the people had just stepped out, but strangely empty. Today it looked like it always had when we hung out there. There was a pair of Pink sweatpants draped over the arm of the sofa and an empty yogurt cup sitting on the coffee table.

“Sure,” I said. I relaxed my shoulders. Being here made me nervous. I sat down on the couch. Brit had been vague about what she wanted but had insisted we come back to her place after school. The thought that no one else knew I was here skittered across my mind. I felt trapped in Brit’s personal clubhouse.

I heard the gasp of the seal on the large walk-in wine cooler as it opened, and I flinched. I couldn’t look at the cooler without thinking of Beth’s body being dragged inside. Her corpse propped up in a corner like she was trash. I picked up the magazine that was next to me and quickly flipped through the pages, trying to get interested in the photos of celebrities who had made a bunch of fashion don’ts. Brit was silent and I suddenly became convinced that she was creeping up behind me with a bat to kill me like she’d killed Beth. I spun around and Brit took a quick step back. Instead of a bat there were two cans of Diet Coke in her hands.

“Jesus, you freaked me out.” Brit stepped around the sofa and passed me a can.

“Thanks.” I popped the top and took a deep drink, glad that at least my hands weren’t shaking. Once I was sure I was in control of my voice I spoke. “So what’s up? You said you wanted to talk.”

Brit sighed. She reached into her bag and pulled something out. She placed it in the center of the coffee table, turning it so it was facing me. She sat across from me and waited for my reaction.

It was the Drink Me bottle I’d taken from this room when she was missing. At the time I’d wanted it because I knew it was Beth’s and it seemed wrong to leave it here. I’d been storing the anti-anxiety pills that I hadn’t been taking inside. I had hidden the bottle on

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