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because he's damaged. That makes the
thought a bit more bearable.
    I come home to find
Janice sitting on the sofa in the living room watching television.
She doesn't even look at me as I walk through the door and set my
purse on the bar.
    I sigh deeply as I
come to sit down on the sofa next to her and kick off my high heels.
That's when I notice she has a bowl of popcorn on her lap and is
shoving a handful in her mouth while her eyes are glued to the
screen. It only takes a few seconds for me to realize that she's
watching a horror movie.
    “ Having
fun?” I ask.
    She waves her hand,
shushing me. “This is the best part.”
    I lean back and wait
for it, the part of the movie where the girl makes the wrong turn and
gets stabbed to death by the murderer, an undeniably attractive guy
in a mask. It's an old slasher movie. Well, not old, but older. We've
both seen it at least half a dozen times, so I'm not sure why she's
getting so excited about it.
    “ Do
you want me to tell you who he kills next?” I whisper into her
ear teasingly.
    She pushes me away,
furrowing her brow. “You suck, Amy.”
    “ Not
yet, but I've been thinking about it.” I trace my tongue across
my bottom lip as I recall Lucian's cock being so close to my face,
how it smelled, how his pre-seed tasted, how much I wanted to stick
that big, fat shaft down my throat and feel him throb in my mouth.
Just thinking about it gets me all hot and bothered.
    “ Another
late night with Blue Eyes?” She sounds completely unamused.
    “ You're
getting good at guessing.” I reach over to grab a handful of
popcorn.
    “ Well,
you don't visit your parents much anymore.” Her eyes widen for
a moment.
    “ That's
not true.” It is true. I really need to go home for a weekend.
It's been over a month since I've seen my parents, though I have been
in contact with my mom via text.
    She grunts in reply,
and it annoys me that she's not more excited for me.
    “ So
I told Derrick that I slept with Lucian again, and he's really pissed
at me now.”
    “ He'll
get over it. He's not really into you anyway. He just thinks he is.”
    I frown, wondering
if she's right. In truth, I should be happy if that's the case. It
would mean Derrick's bitter feelings will pass quickly and we'll be
able to return to how things were before.
    “ What
if he doesn't get over it?” I scrunch up my face, not wanting
to think about that possibility.
    “ If
he really cares about you, he will. You guys have been friends
forever. Him wanting to date you did kind of come out of left field.
He's probably just jealous because there's a new guy in your life and
he doesn't know how to cope with it.”
    That might be true.
Derrick has been the only guy in my life in a really long time.
    “ But
I'm honestly not surprised that he's pissed off about the whole Blue
Eyes thing. Even if he wasn't interested in you, I can see why he'd
be ticked.”
    “ What's
that supposed to mean?” I turn to her, quickly becoming tired
of her strange attitude.
    Her shoulders slump
and she casts a sideways glance at me. “That guy is no good.
We've discussed this.”
    “ He's...fine,”
I hesitate. “He's just...damaged.”
    “ Sure.
They all are.” She gestures absentmindedly in my direction.
“And let me guess, you're going to fix him.”
    “ I'm
going to try,” I insist, beginning to think that I might have
been better off just going to my room.
    “ It
never works, Amy.” She leans forward and sets the bowl of
popcorn on the coffee table. “Besides, you're not into the same
stuff that he's into. You probably don't have much in common. It
would never work out.”
    “ What's
your problem?” I glare at her.
    “ Nothing.”
She rolls her eyes and sulks back against the sofa.
    “ It's
not nothing.” I look down at her. “Are you on your period
or something?”
    She snorts and
shifts her gaze, which is a good indication that the answer is yes.
    “ Janice,
talk to me. We're best friends. This is what friends are