“Not sure she’d care about that when she learns what you did at your old school.”
My smirk remains in place, but it falters for a bit and it’s Landon’s turn to smirk. “That’s right, I did my research and even fucked the skeletons in your closet. A bit dry, but they’d do. Not sure our little princess would like them that much. Isn’t that right, Eli?”
“I’m inclined to agree. Our Glyn was always a scaredy-cat, never liked skeletons.”
“Or hypocrites.”
“Or you.” I grin.
“The fuck did you just say?”
“Your own brother and sister don’t even like you, so you fill that emptiness with sculptures and this whole bullshit. Very sad.”
He swings his club and hits me across the face. Eli opens the water, and this time, I swing and fall backward.
The loud thud echoes in the air as my body hits the ground.
My vision blackens from the lack of air as cold water drenches me whole.
Ah, fuck.
I’m going to lose consciousness. Or worse, maybe die.
People say their life flashes before their eyes in the last moments, but that’s not what happens.
My life isn’t what I see.
It’s Glyndon smiling. I always liked her sweet little smile, probably because it was rarely ever directed at me.
She’s smiling at me now, calling my name, but I can’t hear her.
A commotion snaps me from the image that I was enjoying.
The water stops and I twist onto my side, coughing and inhaling air as if through small straws.
“What is wrong with you?” Brandon pushes at Eli’s chest. “How can you help him with this?”
“He asked nicely?” Eli says casually.
“Stop it!”
My blood roars in my ears at the sound of her voice. Glyndon.
From my blurry vision, I can make out her silhouette getting in Landon’s face.
“I told him to stay away, he didn’t listen, so I’m just teaching him a valuable lesson here, little princess.”
“And who the hell are you to teach people lessons? Do you really consider yourself a god? News flash, you’re not.”
“He’s manipulating you and will eventually hurt you.”
“That’s still nothing for you to concern yourself with.”
“You don’t know what’s good for you, Glyn.”
“I’m old enough to make my own life choices and I’m choosing this, Lan. I’m finally choosing someone myself, without them having to go through your approval process. Can’t you let me have that?”
Can I kiss her and not die? Actually, I’m fine with dying for this kiss.