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I'mup and dashing towards her room when the sound of glass shattering draws my attention.Ipick up my pace just as she starts to climb out of her window.Iguess she must have been waiting to see if the fucker would rat her out.

Irun over to her as half of her body hangs out of the window. “Noooo!”Shelets out a high-pitched screech andIgrab her by her hair, yanking her back inside, throwing her straight to the ground.

Glassis all over the floor and she wails as it impales her skin from the fall.Theglass is the least of my fucking worries.I'llforce her to swallow every broken piece if she thinks she could get away with hurtingBlair. “Fuck!Letme go!”

She'sscreaming as her hands shoot up to grab the hairIhave in my grip.Herbloodied nails scratch at my skin and it pisses me off soIbackhand her while releasing her hair.Steppingover the glass,Istand in front of her.Shebrings her bloodied knees and hands up to her chest.Iwatch as her eyes bounce to the door thatGrimm’sbroad frame now fills, and the broken window that almost granted her a quick and easy escape.

“Lorelei, if you even think about it,Iwill spend days pushing every single shard of glass into your skin.Then,Iwill wait for the cuts to heal just soIcan fucking do it again.Iwill force you to swallow the biggest pieces so they slice open your throat and you die choking on your own fucking blood.Do.Not.Even.Fucking.Think.About.It.”Isnarl.

She’sso fucking dumb, bringing my monster back out to play.Thesmell of blood fills my nostrils and he takes over, similar to a starving vampire.Slinkinghis way back to the forefront of my mind, effectively shutting everything besides the utter need and drive to kill, off.

“Comeon…Youknow me,Emmett.Iwould never do that, you-”Beforeshe can finish her sentence,Igrab a piece of glass and stab it into her leg. “Ahhhh!”Hershriek is piercing and makes my ears fucking bleed.

“No,I’mnot fucking stupid,Lorelei.Tellme what the fuck you and my father had planned andI’llspare you the tortureIhave in mind.”Anotherlie, of course.Iwill be making her swallow down these glass shards until her throat is so shredded up that she chokes on her own crimson.

Iwant her to drown in it.

Shelooks betweenGrimmand the window again and then decides better of it. “Iwas just so mad when you chose her over me.Andthen she started to get closer to the other girls.Shewas stealing everything from me.Everything!SoIwent to complain and toldDeanBlackwoodthat we needed a new roommate.Irequested that he moveBlair.”Shesniffles and keeps going.

“Imaginemy surprise when he told me of his elaborate plan.Iwas shocked at first, but as long as it removed her from the equation of my life,Ididn't care.Hepromised you’d forget about her.Thatshe was just a body.Hesaid you’d be better off with someone like me, with my family's power.”That'swhen it all clicks.

“Isee.”Inod my head slowly.Shelooks up at me with understanding, like she was in the right this whole time. “Grimm?Comegrab her arms.”I’mstraddling her flailing legs asGrimmrushes over and gets a hold of her arms, holding them back for me.

“Noo!Yousaid- you said you’d spare me!”

Ichuckle whileIpick up a piece of glass.Itcuts my fingers asItwist it.Lookingat her,Igrip her jaw with my other hand, the pressure of my fingers forces her to open her mouth.

“Yeah?Ifucking lied.”Ispit, shoving the shard into her throat.Shechokes and wheezes on it, trying to scream.I’msure every movement hurts.

Asit fucking should.

Ipick up another piece and shove it down.Ikeep doing it even as her eyes bulge and she coughs up blood, the spray hitting my face.Iwatch as her throat tries to bob and swallow down the ridged glass.Redliquid pools out of her mouth and leaks down her chin to her throat.Ikeep going untilIknow she's dead.Shewas working withJames, and he's long past living, soI'mnot worried about it.

Ilook atGrimmand he gives me a nod, silently communicating that he'll take care of the mess.Ineed to clean myself off before seeingBlair.Theamount of blood that covers me would send her into a frenzy.Ihurry to her bathroom and rinse off, watching the blood swirl down the drain.OnceI’mout and dressed in some spare clothesGrimmhad with him,Inotice the floor has been mopped and the blood trail is now gone.

CleanofLorelei’svileDNA,Imake my way toAspen’sroom to retrieve my little obsession.

CHAPTER FORTY

BLAIR

It'stoo much.Idon't want to be here anymore.Iwant to go back home.ToNewYork, to my mom.Tosomewhere that seems safe.Imight haveEmmetthere, butIdon’t thinkIcan be here anymore.Atleast, not untilI’vegiven myself the time to heal.Toprocess all the fucked up shitI’velived through.

Idon’t know whyIthought it’d be easy.

Thephysical wounds might be healing, but the mental ones?It'sas if they take an eternity to restore.Maybeeventually they will heal, butIknowI’llnever be the same.

Emmettcame back toAspen’sroom and took me from the girls.Iwasn’t ready to see them, truthfully, but it did make me feel better.Theunconditional support and love they gave me is something that will help bring the light back into my life.

Afterlast night,Emmetttook a quick trip to his house to grab some extra clothes to keep here.Mydoor opening has me spinning around, ready to pounce.Emmett’ssoft smile and thrown up hands enter the room. “It'sjust me, baby.Don'tattack.”Hechuckles lightly, trying to brighten the mood.I'vebeen going over howI’dask him to come back toNewYorkwith me.

Hiseyes narrow on the opened bag resting on my bed, clothes haphazardly thrown inside.Hedirects those narrowed eyes back to me and before he can say anythingIblurt it out. “I’mgoing home.I-”Myvoice cracks soIclear my throat and speak again, “Iwas going to ask if you would come back with me?ToNewYork?”

Hesmirks, “Littleobsession, you seem to thinkIwould have allowed you to go without me.Idon’t know what gave you that impression but that will never fucking happen.Ifyou think the obsessionIhave for you, the utter need to live in your skin has left, you’re wrong.Ifanything, it's only grown to an insurmountable level.Soyes,Iwill be coming back with you.”

Everytime he opens his mouth and his confessions pour out, they leave me speechless.Ilick my dry lips and nod.Heseems to be satisfied with that response because he goes around my room and starts gathering items, tossing them into my bag.

Heinstructs me to keep packing while he steps out to order us a car.Luckily, attached to theBlackwoodname is a lot of privacy and everything you could need at your beck and call.

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