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I can tell we’re about to head down that path, paved of weed, smoke, and senseless nonsense that can only be found when the mind hits an idyllic state of stupidity, and I don’t want to do that I don’t want to get to know her, because it’llinin the state I’h and feeling nu, it beco path
"I think we should find a way to get you ho my feet to the floor I mean it I really want her to leave, not just so she’ll quithere in this house--in this lifestyle
She frowns, see he’ll chiainst the sofa and his eyes locked on the ceiling "Because… I don’t think you should be in a place like this"
She looks as if she’s struggling to get ry with me "Delilah’s still back there with Dylan, and I can’t leave her here Plus, she’s my ride home"
"We can find you another ride," I say Tristan lifts his head up and looks at me inquisitively "Maybe we can ask Frankie"
"Who’s Frankie?" she asks, her head falling back as she tries to look me in the eyes My ar in the crook of it Her neck is curved back and her chest is sticking out a little frohtest view of the curves of her breasts Under norirl, I’d just take her back to my roo up athelpless, and all it does is oddao
"He’s the neighbor" Tristan stands up, collecting the bag of chips off the table "And Nova can stay here if she wants"
"I want to," Nova says, slowly picking her head back up She blinks and gathers fallen strands of her hair behind her ears
"I don’t think that’s a good idea," I object, despitereaction I’m about to add a list of reasons why so here with us, when the front door opens and two guys co in like they own the place One of them has a backpack on and the other has what looks like a closed pocket knife in his hand He’s probably carrying in case Dylan or Tristan tries to screw the It’s only a threat, warning everyone not to al substances and a bunch of paranoid people high out of their ly fast
"What’s up?" Tristan says to the shorter of the two as he winds around the sofa, yawning They slap hands and bump fists, and then the taller one’s eyes land on Nova as she sits up in the sofa He’s got sores all over his face, his teeth are yellow, and his gaze drinks Nova in like she’s a dose of heroin as one of her straps fall off her shoulder She shifts unco into me as her shoulders slump in
I position the strap back up over her shoulder, then slip her fingers throughher with o over there and see what they’re dealing--see if I want it "Have fun,Nova toward the curtain
Tristan waves at s, and I’ for Nova, but when you’ve tasted the addiction of drugs, it’s pretty much all that matters when it’s in front of you
Novaabout having a ride with her when I’ to screw her, but there’s no way I’d try to, especially when she’s this far out of herI want to do is ruin her ht process is the old Quinton seeping through, and by the ti to decide whether to run out of the room and leave her here alone, or scoop her up, lay her down on the bed, and rip her clothes off
Nova instantlyup to the iPod dock and picking up h the songs, her head swaying fro list
"You have good taste in h her eyelashes
I run er near the doorith uess"
She taps the screen, puts the iPod in the dock, and seconds later lyrics fill up the roo one of her feet underneath her ass, and then her eyes lock on le one of ht knots "I really don’t want to talk about it"
"Okay," she says sis that are tacked on the wall When she spots the one of Lexi, she stares it for a very long time, and her eyes start to fill ater "I used to have a boyfriend that sketched like you" She angles her head to the side and a tear slips out and falls down her cheek "But he’s dead, so he doesn’t any franticly, she forces her eyes fro, and looks desperately atto
Tristan told h he never explained how Death is a sensitive subject for the both of us and ays try to dodge around it, even though it’s always there, existing, an invisible wall between us
"Nova, we don’t have to talk," I say, finally daring a step away fro"
She glances at the bed behind her and then her cheeks turn a little red "Like have sex?"
The depressing athtens a little, and I rub h at her "No, like lie down, shut our eyes, and go to sleep"
"But I’m not tired"
"Really?"
"Yes, really" Contradicting herself, she yawns and stretches her arms above her head "Well, uess"
I nod and she instantly collapses onto the bed Her brown hair is sprawled across the pillow and her eyes look lost, like she’s floating away frorab a pencil and paper from the dresser and capture the perfection in her face, her eyes, and her body, but I pro someone, in these circu the moment, she turns onto her side and faces the ith her back to me He dress barely covers her ass, and one of the shoulder straps is falling down again Soe of her at this point, but asI can’t do Even with as far as I aue as
I lay down on the bed beside her, careful not to touch her, keeping one arm under my head and one on my side, as I scoot back so I’ , it almost drives me crazy "Did you love her?" she finally asks
"Who?"