I use the time to undress and slip on some pyjamas. I’m tired and cranky, and Lorcan’s drunk, so the words I choose are probably not the best. “Are you threatening me, Duke?”
“I’m making sure you understand what this is. I’m giving you a fucking choice.”
“A choice about what?” Where the hell am I going to get fast acting insulin from?
“If you just want to just fuck, sweetheart, we can do that. But don’t think you have any claim over me. You’re either mine and with me, or you’re fucking not. Do you understand?”
I sit on the end of the bed, facing him, pulling pins out of my hair. “Are you asking me to be your girlfriend, Duke?” I say.
There’s a pause, and then suddenly he snorts. “Am I? Fuck.” He lets out a breath. “What I mean is,” He looks me dead in the eye. “Don’t shut me out, ever. No more fucking secrets”
“Fine, whatever,” I say. Anything to shut him up. I crawl onto bed and into his open arms, and he wraps them around me like he always does. The intimacy doesn’t bother me anymore as long as it’s him.
After a very short sleep, there’s a banging on the door, like someone breaking it. I’m out of the bed and at the door with my knife in my hand in less than two seconds flat.
It’s Dino, rotten drunk outside in the hallway. His shirt is unbuttoned all the way, and there’s lipstick on his cheek. He smirks when he sees me.
“Hey feisty girl,” he slurs.
“What the hell, Dino?” I say.
“Fucking Jude, spiked my drink and then took me to some fucked-up orgy.”
I raise a brow. “So you left and came to Lorcan’s room?”
“I can’t find my keys. I think Jude took them.”
I shake my head.” Fine, come inside.” I’m almost ready to stab someone for all the sleep these boys are making me lose.
Lorcan raises a brow as we walk in. Well, I walk. Dino kind of falls in. Lorcan sighs and gets to his feet and helps me manoeuvre Dino to the bed.
“Did Jude spike your drink again?” Lorcan snorts.
“Fucking bastard,” Dino moans and then passes out.
It takes us a few minutes to remove Dino’s shoes and blazer. Then we leave him to sleep. I glance at the clock. It’s 2.a.m. Fuck it. I climb onto the other side of the bed next to Dino and get under the covers. Lorcan watches me for a second, and then gets in the other side, putting me in the middle of both of them.
“He’s lucky this is a fucking super king,” Lorcan snipes, as he grabs me closer, spooning me from behind.
“He’s lucky I didn’t stab him,” I mumble. Then I’m out.
Dreams assail me. Ones with blood and children fucking crying. There’s a darkness consuming me. Coming for me.
No. No. No. I scream, I stab, I bite to get away.
Fucking leave me alone.
I’m not going back.
I’ll kill you.
“Viola!”
I startle awake.
Panting hard, drenched in sweat, I blink and look around. The bedside lamp is on, and Dino is in the bed next to me.
“Sweetheart.” It’s Lorcan’s voice behind me as he has my arms tight against my sides. I try to struggle free but it’s no use. It’s like trying to get out of a vice.