question next to my ear. I could feel hi s warm breath tickle my neck.
"A little, I don't get it. Why woul d Lexie go after me this way...it doesn't seem like her."
"Yea I can understand that. She's more of a public torturer right?"
I agreed silently and sighed. My phone vibrated again and I pulled it out of my back pocket. I braced one hand on Dean’s leg and he grinned.
"A lit tle more to the right please." He said.
"Please? Yea so not happening sparky." I muttered. He chuckled and pointed to my phone.
"Oh, yea. Let's see."
P you finally kiss lover boy and this is how I find out. It’s weird, not like Lexie at all. Call me later I want deets LOTS of deets. Oh yea tell butch I said nice job!
I closed the screen and felt my face turn red, Rhi always did know how to embarrass me. Butch aka Dean had a smug little grin plastered to his face. Boys.
The sunset was beautiful, the sky turned shades of purple, pink, and orange. When I looked over at Dean, he was staring at me instead of the sun. I nudged him in the ribs and he smirked.
"I know it's going to sound cheesy but you're way prettier than that stupid sun."
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, the boy was cheesy, but it d idn't make him any less cute. We sat and watched the dark waves for what felt like hours. When my phone vibrated, again my pulse started to race. I was probably over-reacting it could just be Rhi. But as I stared down at the three caps locked words, I knew the truth.
TONIGHT YOU DIE
Chapter Five
Fever Pains
The phone fell out of my hand and onto the blanket. The text wasn't alone either. Below the words was a picture of me and Dean sitting on the sand. Dean reached for the phone and swore under his breath.
"We're leaving... NOW." He said.
I jumped up and walked closely beside him. Dean walked so quickly it was hard for me to keep up in my little heals. They kept slipping into the sand. I could feel the small grains lodging themselves between my toes and behind my heel. It was really uncomfortable. When we reached the sidewalk, I tried to get Dean to stop but he sped forward.
He didn't realize he'd left me behind for a few moments. It was enough time for my stalker to make their attack. As I stood to reach, down and take off my shoes and empty them of the offending sand. Something large jumped out of the shadows. I fell to the sidewalk on my side and pain radiated up my hip and into my stomach. And they were on me, ripping into the flesh at my neck.
There was so much pain I was drowning in it, I could feel the skin being ripped apart. I hadn't heard Dean reach us, the sound of his feet was muffled by the crashing waves and the heavy breathing of my attacker. I screamed, thrashing my hands trying to wound the heavy body.
I must have connected with some vital part because they whined and hissed in pain. Dean was pulling me from the ground before I could get a good look at them. All I saw was my own hair blocking out the darkness. All I felt when it was on me was the pain still throbbing at my neck and shoulder.
When we reached the truck, Dean threw me into the passenger seat. He locked the door and ran around to the driver’s side. He threw the truck into drive. I placed one shaking hand on my neck afraid of the damage. My neck burned in pain at the touch. I could feel the wet torn skin underneath my fingers. It had to be bad. I looked down at my wet hand and saw the bright red blood.
"Oh God, Pacey, are you okay?" He pulled over against the screeching tires and blaring horns of oncomin g traffic into a parking lot.
It was lit up brightly and full of other people. He was dialing his cell when he came around to the passenger door. He took off his black button up shirt and pressed it against my neck. I tried to shoo him away so he wouldn't ruin his nice shirt, but my eyes were drawn to his bare chest.
I started to feel a little dizzy and I asked Dean if I could lay down, just for a moment. He kept yelling at me to
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