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But he will and he does. Lawrence steps aside and Bone Saw crosses the room in three strides and then drags the blade across his neck. He goes deep enough—so deep I see the bone when he steps to the side and the man crumples to the floor, his eyes as wide as saucers. Blood…

“Yeah, well, I’m all you’ve got now,” he says. “I’m the only one who’s here, taking care of you.” “You think you’re taking care of me?” “I’ve clothed you…twice. I fed you…kiwi and now vodka. I saved your ass in that alley, and I’m currently sheltering you. So, I don’t want to hear shit about…

“Is this what you want?” I ask. I take over, pumping him from base to tip. He says nothing as I expect him to, and I stay there, stroking him, the head of his cock centimeters away from my lips until precum leaks from the tip. I lick it clean, running my tongue over the…

“I told you not to follow me home,” I tell Fake Luca, even though I’m happy to see him. “And I don’t know, probably. I really miss you.” “This isn’t your home, though. Or is it?” “It’s not a home at all; it’s a place where monsters go when they need rest.” “But you’re not…

“Whatever man you’ve been seeing. There was no note. Does he have a name?” I scoff. “No, he doesn’t have a name. And that man would not send me flowers.” “Well, someone did,” she says. “We have a dinner to get to, but please, Teagan. Get out of bed. Take a shower, go for a…

“Please don’t hurt me!” Nate cries. “Just…let me go. I never wanted to hurt anyone. I wanted to call the police—just ask her. I won’t tell anybody.” “What do you think?” I shrug. “He’s not lying, but he’s seen me. He knows my name.” I pass him the knife. “I don’t want to do it,…

“Stop talking.” We head east at the same high speeds for about forty-five minutes before turning onto dirt roads. Eventually, we pull up to a home—or something like it. It’s a dark grey concrete structure built almost entirely into the side of a cliff. He pulls into a garage underneath the house, and I follow…

Bone Saw stands, grabbing a fist full of my hair, and drags me on my knees toward that first bedroom I found. As he crosses the threshold, he kicks the door shut and turns off the light. Once we reach the bed he throws me forward, and I land face down on the bed. “Spread…

“No,” he says. “If you ever tell anyone or show up uninvited, you’ll be dead.” “Cool,” I reply. “You look stupid. There’s no way you’re really reading that fucking newspaper in this lighting with a mask on. How’d you even get it?” “You look stupid sleeping on the bathroom floor. Why’d you do that?” “It…

I push my way through the crowd, getting as close to center stage as possible. I keep my sunglasses on like I’m Elton John and just kind of wait with my hands in my pockets. An hour later, when nothing has happened, I get that sinking feeling again. Maybe I’m wrong—maybe they aren’t coming. Maybe…