ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴇs

30

Mila

As individuals, we have weaknesses. As the girls on fire, we are invincible. I am just not so sure that is true anymore. I never doubted Elsie. But that argument felt somewhat too real. It was for the most part, and that scares me. She chose Will as I planned in my head before it happened.

There's a reason why she's been so distant and why she didn't want to share her secrets. She never will, not with us. If she does, it'll be because she's made peace with her past. Which won't happen soon.

I am standing in front of the horsemen's door. Elsie is still there and we have this plan. Well, it has failed already.

Not completely, not totally.

The four horsemen do not seem like a threat. We don't know them enough but sending these videos out in the open? Sending them back to prison? I don't think they deserve this. Who am I fucking kidding?

''Oh, hey'' Michael says and heat rushes to me.

It's not my fault he's so damn attractive.

''Hi, is Elsie still here?'' I look over his shoulder and spot Kai and Damon. I frown realizing that Elsie's with them and she is laughing. Is she pretending?

Michael opens the door and gestures for me to walk in.

I do.

Elsie is sitting on Will's lap and she's eating breakfast with the brightest smile on her face. It is shining more than it is on fire's night. We were wrong. Our plan definitely won't work. It was bad anyway. I mean, it was Quinn's idea after all.

''Mills? What are you doing here?'' Elsie tries to stand up but Will wraps his arms around her, locking her in. She doesn't fight, she melts on the spot.

I've never seen her this way. She looks, healthy, sort of.

''I just wanted to make sure you were okay'' Kai raises a brow. Damon stares down at me before grinning like a fucking idiot.

I feel it in my bones, along my blood, and deep within every cell.

He's behind me, stroking my arms.

''I am fine'' Elsie smirks and pops a grape into her mouth, watching me curiously. My heart beats faster as Michael brushes his lips on my neck.

''Stop'' he catches my wrist and I stiffen the moan that begs me to get out.

''I said stop'' I turn to him and push his chest. He has this calm look on his face and I know compared to him, I am red like a tomato. I don't dare to look at myself in the mirror.

''What's wrong? Too turned on?''

He truly has no filter.

Stupid men.

Stupid Michael.

Stupid fucking horsemen.

''Every time I see you, I go dry, like sand'' I cross my arms over my chest. Elsie giggles and so does the others. This makes me feel powerful, it's weird.