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chapt eight, does it justify the deed?
NO text from Jackson. No text from Allison. A common diameter in her realising who the real assholes are.
Her fingers rested on the back of his bumpy neck, her thigh between his legs, purple and green lights splashed in her vision, bodies mushed against theirs. The happiest she's been this month. It is. However, endgame is approaching. A smile would grow on Kate's face, slowly clapping her hands for mixing in with the crowd as his heartbeat gives out from the lethal injection of mushroom. He'd shake his head, point out the stupid arrogance of doing it so publicly. It's not her fault the supernatural finds her like a magnet.
It's Danny's fault. His attempt to get her out of bed. Scrub the shame off her grimy body for the beating a fresh beta served her. For being caught off guard. For pointing at a trap and marching into it with a fucking grin. The only person she has left in the whole, wide world. He spins her around, their voices belting out loud to random songs, jumping up and down, clinging their glasses and chug then swap it around for a taste. Rainy clouds flutter away with him. Despite, her ignoring their friendship to rekindle hers with Allison and the alpha. But it will get better. She will cherish him better than before.
"Let's get out of here," Danny suggested. Shoes tripped and stumbled over the beast she was with, screeching call 911. Time to go. The wind nipped her shoulder as she hauled her black and green teddy bear jacket over her shoulders. "This night turned to shit real quick."
"What? It's the most fun I've had in ages," Emily insisted, arms around her waist bumping arms with him as they walked past the long queue waiting to go in. It's still early. Five minutes past eleven, way past her curfew. She needed this.
"So knocked out boys and drinks bring a smile to your face these days?" Danny taunted, a smile curled on his mouth glancing at her. "You're getting harder and harder to impress."
"You're hilarious," She jeered right back, ringing her hand over her hair. The waves are fading, a crucial lack of self care. Being tipsy would be fantastic right now. Just a taste of it. From Danny's two steps and removing his jacket twice, he might be. "I'll never get tired of your hilarious jokes."
"Take me to the cinema, I think I drank more than I can handle," Danny said, clutching the side of his temple.
"You know how to say no to alcohol?" Emily mocked, a hand over her mouth leading him back around to the cross road. He elbowed her away, snickers spewing her mouth as she ran back to him, looping her arms around him. Oh to have someone to cuddle tonight. A random thought. "I'm bored. I need a boyfriend."
"Me too," He groaned. Nothing stops her from finding one aside from finding one likes her back. Nothing serious, just those random creeping feeling. The need to be held. Erica could've been the one for her. She liked her, but not enough to chase after her when she returned her jacket.
