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Vampire guy steps closer, like he’s going to do something about it. “Who the hell do you think you are?” He moves toward me like I’m the problem and he’s got the solution.
But you don’t spend your entire life being a scrappy, unlikable shit-disturber to not have a plan.
And I do have one.
The minute he draws near enough, my knee shoots up, catching him in the ballsack. All that predatory air leaving his lungs is music to my ears. And as he folds in on himself like a cheap lawn chair my hand dives into his pocket, bringing out a small plastic baggie of pills.
He’s still doubled over when I dump them out in front of him. They scatter across the floor like hail during a summer storm. Small white tablets bouncing across the concrete surface. It’s loud around the pool, but I swear every tick of them landing rings out like a gunshot.
Wide eyes and shocked murmurs spread like wildfire through the crowd as everyone pieces together the woman slumped in my arms with the man surrounded by pills. A couple of girls a
“Let’s get you to the doctor,” I tell Julia, but it’s only when a soft tapping lands on the side of my neck that I glance back down. The pad of Julia’s finger is featherlight against my skin, like she can barely muster the energy.
“No doctor. Just get me out.” She breathes the words faintly, but I hear her loud and clear. And as much as I’d like to stick around to kick the guy in the face while he’s down, Julia is losing consciousness against me—something I know she would never willingly do.
So instead of seeking vengeance, I honor her wishes and scoop her limp body up into my arms, turning away from the confrontation.
Her small purple purse, still slung across her body by a dainty gold chain, taps against my leg with each step as I move across the ship. She’s altogether too damn heavy to give me any sense of relief. Instead, I carry her to my room with an overwhelming sense of terror.
All I know is that she asked me to get her out.
So I do.