Knox's P.O.V
"f**k, f**k, f**k!" I chanted all the way back to the car. Both Zane and I's bodies were covered in burn marks and bleeding gashes from the few sparks that flew from the flames, but that didn't matter. All that mattered now was that my shoulders felt even heavier than when we arrived, the weight of a new secret dragging me down.
Zane sat in the car, quiet and shocked. His eyes and body were frozen, all indications that he was alive - the rise and fall of his chest as he took ragged breaths.
My hands and knees trembled, and finally, I emptied my stomach's contents until all that was left was the burning of my throat.
"I can't!" I frantically yelled at my friend as I opened the door. "I can't go back yet, I can't lie to her, I can't tell her the truth, I just can't!" I yelle
