Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell

He kneels on the floor beside me in a puddle of my own blood. “I’m dying.” “You’re not dying,” he says. And I swear I hear a laugh in his tone. “Your airway sounds clear. You’re just bleeding—and sweetheart, it looks so beautiful.” He leans down and presses his mouth to the fileted skin. It’s…

Hazel shakes her head. “He said we’d better all be there. He said we have to bring her and to leave now. He’s sending a car.” “Fuck…” River says. “But did you tell him—” “I told him, Riv. I told him over and over and over. He doesn’t care. Teagan…” Hazel looks at me and…

“I don’t care about her,” I tell him. And god, it hurts to say that aloud. I have this voice in my head that, anytime someone starts in on me about how I’m messed up or how I’m not normal, reminds me that I’m not a bad person. And as long as I’m not a…

I drop my head in my hands; tears leak from the corners of my eyes. “Declan told me you’re just obsessed with the idea of love. I could be anyone.” I’m just the one who’s broken and stupid enough to believe it. “That’s not true. You know that’s not true now, right? You’re my black…

“Well, what would you call it, Teagan?” Blakely asks. “Huh? God, it literally makes me sick.” I ignore her, stepping forward to place my order. “Hi, can I get a club sandwich and a large Americano with an extra shot, please?” “Sure, that’ll be…$20.78,” the woman says. “I’ve got it,” Blakely says. “She doesn’t have…

“Are you ready to leave, Teagan?” Rhett asks. “Yeah, I am.” “You can’t be serious! He is a monster, Teagan.” I wipe the tears from under my eyes as Rhett and Brady stand and push their chairs in. “Come on,” Brady says. He takes my hand in his and starts toward the door. Before we…

“So, we’ll say the two of you were doing drugs; you passed out, you’re not sure how much time passed, but when you woke up, she was gone. Had she let you restrain her in the past, and do you have any proof?” “Umm…” Luca starts. “Teagan shouldn’t have to listen to this,” Rhett says….

“You like that, angel?” Luca asks. “Yes,” I tell him. “You feel fucking amazing,” Declan groans. Taking my affirmation as permission, he picks up the pace. “You’re doing so good, Teagan.” “Oh, god!” I cry out. “I told you she was a good girl,” Luca says. I feel cold metal against my skin before Declan…

“How in the fuck would I drop you?” he asks as he walks inside. “I’m terrified of heights!” He sets me down on the bed and then uses the flashlight on his phone to find a pill bottle in his bag. I hear him shake one out into his hand, and then he grabs a…

After showering, I dry off, wrap myself in a towel, and walk back into the room. Luca is still there, sitting on the small couch in the corner. “You’re still here.” “Yep,” he says. “I arranged for movers to pack up your things and take it all to a storage facility in Buena Park; that’s…