What’s
with all the pleases and thank yous? That’s not the fiery girl I
met a week ago, and it sure as hell is not the girl I had under
surveillance. What happened to her?” My body tenses further. Nox
leans down and asks quietly, “Where’d she go, Lily?”
Suddenly angry, I
whisper through curled lips, “You broke her, Nox. Happy now?”
My anger fades and
is replaced with humiliation when he answers, “Hell no, she was a
fucking hoot. This pitiful version of her makes me mad. I don’t
like this Lily, bring back the old one. You know? The strong
one.”
Dropping my book, I
ball my fists tightly by my sides.
Nox spots it and
says, “There she is. Just gotta figure out how to get her to stay
with us because,” he scoffs, “polite Lily blows. She’s the type who
wants a pity party. She’s the type who refuses to eat or get mad,
or join us here in the real world.” Just when I think I couldn’t
get angrier, I’m proved wrong when his lips touch the shell of my
ear and he whispers, “She’s pathetic.”
It all happens in
slow motion.
My
hand slides under the plate and flings it upward. The sandwich,
fruit and potato chips fly through the air and I watch with wide
eyes as they hit Nox in the chest, neck, and stomach. My mouth
forms an O and I start to apologize
until I see his smirk.
This is no ordinary
smirk.
This smirk is
victorious.
Jumping up on the bed, my lips part and the last three days of
compressed hatred eject out of my mouth. “You pulled my hair! No!
Not only did you pull my hair, but you dragged me back to the house by my ponytail like I was a
freaking dog on a lead!” Pointing to my pillow, I screech, “I
haven’t slept in three days, Nox! Do you know what that does to a
person?” I pace on my bed. “You were all like, ‘I’m sorry, it won’t
happen again’ and just expected me to let it go. I’ve never had a
man touch me in anger and you just blew it off like it was nothing.
Know what I say to that, Nox?” Turning to face him, I bend at the
waist and shriek in his face, “Fuck you! That’s what I say to that!
Take your goddamn sorry and shove it up your ass.” Straightening, I
hold my arms out by my sides. “Oh, but you’ll have to remove the
stick you have up there first to make room.”
My
eyes widen and I lift my index finger. “Oh! And you know what I’ve
also figured out?” Nox stares at me, completely void of any
emotion. I go on, “Having someone watch you while you sleep is
creepy! Not creepy, but…” I wiggle my fingers in the air in front
of me. “… creepy !”
Nox continues to
watch me through a steady gaze. Panting, I straighten once more and
mutter hoarsely, “I’m going insane here, Nox. It would really help
if you’d just let me be.”
Realizing I’ve
expelled what little energy I had left, my knees shake and just as
they buckle, I reach out to grip his shoulders. At the very same
time, he reaches forward and grasps my waist tight. When he looks
down to see his fingers almost touching, he frowns at my obvious
loss of weight. “Gotta eat something. Anything, Lily. You tell me
what you think you could eat and I’ll fix it for ya.”
Suddenly queasy, my hold loosens on his shoulders. I blink
rapidly, trying in vain to see through the bright white spots that
blind me. My ears block with pressure, my breathing shallows, and I
shiver. I quickly respond, “I don’t think you could get it here in
time.” My body weakens and tilts sideways as I slur, “Catch me.
‘Kay?”
***
Nox
Holding Lily in my
arms and feeling the weight of her, or lack of weight, I’m suddenly
ashamed of myself.
Damn it to hell. I
let this go on too long. Should’ve stopped it sooner.
I
saw the exact moment the light switched off. The moment she lost
consciousness. And she knew it was coming too. “Catch me. ‘Kay?”
Looking down at her
pale, drawn, and ashy face, I shake my head in frustration and
fight the urge to growl. Her long, dark lashes rest on
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