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any girly shit like that.” I grabbed the flask out of his hand.
    “You don’t want to know why I’m pissed?” he asked.
    “Nope.”
    “Okay.” He shrugged. “I wasn’t going to tell you anyway.”
    We sat there passing the flask back and forth between us as the night grew darker and full moon became brighter. I tried to tell myself that she was shining just for me, that she had come out just because I had had a shitty day. Automatically I felt the injection and swirl of that power in my blood, and the unravelling within me stopped. It would be temporary, just like it always was, but it would do for now.
    I took Damon by surprise when I straddled him, my hands on either side of him on the cold, hard rock. “Let’s fuck,” I whispered. “You’re on the bottom.”
    I didn’t have to take off all my clothes, but I wanted to. I slowly took them off, welcoming the biting chill on my bare skin. It was too dark for him to see much of me, but I imagined what he saw. A ghostly white figure lit only by moonlight, and I wondered if he saw me as beautiful. His hand reached up to cup my breast, slowly dragging his thumb across my skin to caress my nipple which was already hard with cold. He didn’t have to do anything, I did it all with slow seductive movements. Slipping him inside me as I rocked down on him in a rhythm that felt good for me, and what I hoped was agonizingly torturous for him. I kept my eyes glued to his face. I had to keep my eyes open, because every time I closed them, I saw David hanging in the garage and his wife screaming.

Chapter Five
    After I had finished with him, I got down from the rock. My knees were grazed and stinging from the rock’s vicious surface, but I didn’t care. I stood on the edge, naked and pale, overlooking the place that was my home for now. I wondered what would happen if I fell. If I would tumble and summersault all the way down, and in the morning, a naked, dead girl would be found, empty eyes open and staring at nothing.
    A grip on my upper arm pulled me back . “Here.” Damon pushed my clothes at me. He was already dressed. I put my clothes on slowly, pulling the last item over my head just as pairs of headlights swerved into view.
    Damon cursed, and we started to climb back to where the cars were.
    “Where the hell have you been? I’ve been calling you all day.” The guy that greeted Damon was called Lane. Several other guys piled out of his car and the other one. Then Lane spotted me, and he grinned. “Okay, that explains everything.”
    Other cars came into view. The party was obviously here. My mouth twisted in distaste as Ewan got out of one of the cars. I turned away, not wanting to make any eye contact with him.
    “You want a beer?” Damon asked me.
    “Sure.” He signalled to someone, and a beer was pushed into my hand. It was icy cold, and my hand froze. But when I lifted it to my mouth, it tasted like heaven, as if the cold were waking me up from the depressive haze I had been under all afternoon. We leaned against Damon’s car, and everyone seemed to want a piece of him. I was more or less ignored, which was how I liked it. I felt the eyes of a few of the girls on me. Someone of them I knew slightly at school, and they said hi to me, but I felt like they were judging me. I tried to act like I didn’t care. But I had to admit, that as the evening grew colder, and Damon’s arm snaked around me to pull me to his side and be enveloped by his warmth, I did feel smug. I felt their jealousy like it was Damon’s cum that remained on my thigh. No one had ever been jealous of me before, maybe David’s wife when we started to get close perhaps, but that was the only time.
    Ewan lingered on the outskirts, and at one point I raised my head from where it rested against Damon’s chest and met his eyes. Only then did I give him the broadest smile, hoping that my teeth were glittering in the moonlight, white and sharp. He scowled and looked away.
    “It’s past