CADEN
The second she hung up I was already moving.
I’d been here the whole time. How I got in? Didn't take a genius to blend into a party thrown by a bunch of reckless college students. Being a few years older than them made it easier to go unnoticed.
I pulled the black cap down over my face as I stepped out onto the balcony, a muscle in my jaw ticking. I’d been in the shadows— watching as her cousin whose skin I was soon going to decorate with her own blood— handed her that red cup.
I didn't think she was stupid enough to drink, but little miss gulped it down to prove a point. And now she was writhing and grinding helplessly against the motherfucker who wouldn't leave her alone.
I’d almost put my fist through the nearest wall when she kissed him like he was the only thing in the worl
