A Hurt So Sweet Volume Four (Elite of Eden Falls Prep 4)

She ignores me and pulls out a stack of papers from a drawer. "It's time we talked about these papers again."

"Not the will?" I groan. "I told you, there's no reason for me to sign that."

What I'm not telling her is that even if something happened to me, I wouldn't want her near the baby. Not with her controlling, crazy attitude she's had lately.

"You have to think about the baby now," she goes on as if I haven't spoken at all. "You can't be so selfish, Pandora. You can't just think about yourself."

I thin out my lips as she spreads the papers on the table before me and starts pointing out places for me to sign.

"Here, here and here."

"I'm not signing that." I sit back with my arms crossed and she glares at me. "You can't make me."

"Don't underestimate me, P." Her voice is icy and when our eyes meet, a chill goes down my spine.

How could I ever trust this girl? I don't even know her.

"I can get you to do whatever I want. After all... what are you going to do? Who are you going to call? You've got no one left. Just me. So you'd better do as I say."

Defiantly, I raise my chin and meet her gaze to say, "Or else what?"

Her expression changes. Her lips twitch before she smiles sweetly. "I'll call your father."

"Why?" I demand.

"To tell him you're insane," she chirps. "That I've witnessed some troubling behavior since I've been with you. That you couldn't possibly take care of this baby by yourself. That you need professional help, and it's best if he has you committed. And that the baby is better off with him than with you. You'll just fuck him up."

My mouth hangs open at the amount of vitriol she's spewing. "You're fucking delusional, Alli. How can you say that? I thought you cared about the baby."

"More than you do," she scoffs. "That's for certain. I only have his best interests at heart, and I'm sorry, P, but you clearly aren't thinking straight, because you're not the best thing for this baby. I am."

"How can you say that? You're nothing to it. We're not even related!"

Her mouth opens in a snarl but she covers it up quickly, leaning over the table to stare me in the eyes. "You're so fucking dumb, Pandora."

"Excuse me?"

"You're clueless. Stupid. A fucking idiot. The truth's been staring you in the face and you refuse to see it. Can't you see?"

"See what?" I mutter.

"Everything," she whispers.

I knit my brows together and stare back at her. What the hell is she talking about?

"Dexter Booth didn't kill Lai," she says with a sweet smile. "I did."

My heart jumps in my chest and I stare at her in disbelief. "W-What?"

She laughs out loud, as if this is all a game to her. "Dumb little toy."

"You... I..."

"That's right." She yawns, stretching her long, lithe limbs. "You think about it, P. I'm sure it'll take you longer to figure out since your IQ is lower than the number of guys you've fucked."

"You're... I..."

"Starting to put the puzzle pieces together?" she winks at me. "Or do I need to help you out there, genius?"