[Lily] After Nyx and I said goodbye to Link, the next week went by without much fanfare. I was still living on the Legacy floor, but I had almost no interaction with the other Legacies outside basic greetings and the occasional breakfast. Nyx and I had returned to our old routines of eating breakfast together and meeting under the walnut tree after classes to discuss our day. Evie had become less aggressive towards me, but only by a small measure. If she had forgotten that she hated me that quickly, it would have been suspicious. The main difference was between me and Atticus. He and I had stopped talking. He could barely look at me. The only time he said more than two words to me was when his doctor came to remove the cast. And then, as soon as it was over, he went back to pretending not to know me. He had gone so far out of his way to put his neck out for Nyx, to help us execute this plan to bring her back, only to rush back into Evie’s arms and far away from me. Which I guess
[Lily]Nyx and Madison have been fussing with me non-stop. In their attempts to make me feel “desirable” and “pretty,” I just feel like one of those cosmetology mannequins, the ones they use in beauty school to practice makeup. I tried to convince them that I knew how to dress myself and put on my own makeup, but neither girl would take me seriously. Nyx snorted. Madison laughed. Neither one of them would leave me to my own devices. “Nothing personal,” Madison says over her shoulder as she raids my closet. “But you have the style of a blind middle-schooler.”Ever notice how whenever someone says “nothing personal” they are always about to say something extremely hurtful? I expected Nyx to defend me, but she and Madison have formed some type of weird connection over making me “glow up”. Best pals in fashion. I reminded her that Madison St.Claire is a Legacy, just like the rest of them, but she rolled her eyes and responded with “Whatever she is, she knows what she is doing. You shoul
[Atticus]Next time I get him alone, I'm going to kill Simon. As soon as Liliana sipped that drink I knew it would be too much for her. And then she took another sip and another. By the time Madison declared her ready, she was barely able to stand. Rather than keep her safe, like he promised to do, he leads her to the center of the dance floor next to that aggressive group of college jocks. As she begins to move gracefully to the music, their eyes are all watching, imagining what she must look like with no clothes on at all.My teeth grind into one another as she continues to move like there is nobody else in the world but her and the music.She is so damn hot. I want to pull her close and feel all of her pressed against me as I place my hand under her skirt and..."Atticus," Evie wraps her arms around me. "Let's dance.""Later," I grumble, not wanting to take my eyes off Liliana as she makes her way into the crowd. It would be too easy to lose her and I don't trust her alone with
[Lily]Someone is holding me in a cold shower, rocking me back and forth as he says my name over and over again. “Stay with me, Liliana. Stay.”I cannot stay as he asks me to. I can’t think. I can’t feel. My whole body is numb. He holds me as I vomit all over myself and start crying in unexpected relief. “Tell her to drink this,” a hand reaches into the shower and a cup of something salty and sweet is placed against my lips. “She’s passing out again, doc!” He shouts as my body starts to grow heavy. “Get her out of the tub!” I hear as my world fades away. “We need to get her hooked up to an IV.”I am lifted and wrapped in a dry clean towel. Gentle hands place me on a warm, soft bed. There is a sharp pinch on my right arm and I drift off to sleep. I do not dream, but my last thoughts are of Atticus holding me as I drift off, his arms protecting me from harm.“You’re safe, Liliana. Sleep.”The sound of birdsong wakes me with its piercing bleat. I want to throw something at the window
[Lily] I watch patiently as a range of emotions travel across Atticus’ face. Surprise, fear, horror--but not lust or desire. All of his usual cheeky flirtiness has been replaced and put aside, locked down between a gaze that is growing stony and cold as he shuts down all feelings and emotions. He closes his eyes and with a deep sigh replies, “No.” Standing, he dusts off his hands and walks back through the door into the cabin. "Hold up!" I shout after him, both embarrassed and angry at the sudden rejection. Why doesn't he want this? Is it because it's me? I know it isn't because he's shy. I've seen him with Evie. "Why ever not?" Standing in the middle of the room, his back rises up and down as he takes long, slow breaths. "Atticus?" I try again, my voice shaking with nerves. "Did I say something wrong did I..." "Why me?" he asks without turning around. "Why are you asking this of me?" Somehow he seems even angrier than I am, his fists clenched as his body shakes. "Is that wha
[Lily]He told me he'd wait up for me. Looking over at the clock, I can see that it is almost midnight.How long should I wait before I knock on his door? This isn't something I've ever had to think about. What does one do when invited to a secret rendezvous with someone? Is there some kind of protocol I should be aware of? Is there something I should do? Should I...I'm overthinking this. I just need to get up out of this bed, walk the five steps it takes for me to get to the door, and then go one dorm over and knock.Easy, right?As I sit up, my heart starts beating rapidly as the blood rushes from my head to my feet. The world spins and I close my eyes to keep from being dizzy. Even though I asked him to be the one, to be my very first one, I find myself questioning my decision to ask in the first place. I wish I hadn't said anything. I could have kept my secret desire to myself, locked away behind a wall of denial. Nobody would have needed to know. Maybe it is not too late to t
[Atticus]She tastes like heaven. But a demon like me doesn't deserve an angel like her. No matter how willing she is to sin for me. As soon as the door closes, I break our kiss. Liliana blinks up at me, dazed. Her cheeks are beautifully flushed, her eyes a sparkling green. and her lips, pink and ripe for kissing. I want to kiss her again. I want to take her to my bed and kiss her everywhere. And I don't know why. "Liliana," I take a step away letting our bodies cool down. "We need to talk."This was supposed to be a game. I can't let myself fall for the target. She's supposed to fall in lust with me. Not the other way around. "Atticus," her eyes open. "I thought," she touches her lips. "I thought you wanted to..." She holds her arms across her breasts, protecting herself while also providing comfort. She looks so lost as she captures my gaze. But then her gaze hardens. "Why did you bring me here, Atticus? Why did you invite me here? Is it just to toy with my emotions."Yes. "No
[Lily] As Atticus draws me deeper into his bedroom towards his bed, everything inside of me clenches in anticipation. He won't be the one to take my virginity. He has already said so. He cannot love me. And yet he cares enough about me to want me to give myself to someone who does. He could have just taken what most boys want and left me with nothing. So what are we doing? He told me to use him as a toy, but the thought of me using him made him so angry the day before. Something changed, but what? What is going on inside his mind? In a few small steps we reach his bed. It is still made, the comforter perfectly in place. Atticus takes a seat and pulls me down to sit next to him. My breath is rapid with fear as he places his hand on my cheek. I close my eyes waiting for him to move. "You're scared," he observes. "This won't do. I don't want you to be frightened of me." I open my eyes slowly. Atticus' face is so close I can count his eyelashes and see every speck o