Villainess

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by me that Jonah hadn’t yet brought up the situation between Matt and myself. I would bet on it that he wasn’t going to. I’d upped the stakes yesterday, I’d laid down a challenge, and Jonah’s response was today’s session. My nostrils flared as I slowed my breathing. I wasn’t going to let him rile me up so easily. That’s obviously exactly what he wanted. “I’m not talking about this anymore. Pick something else.” I crossed my arms over my chest, letting my body language tell him to back off.
    “All right,” he drawled. “Then tell me what happened in that house.”
    “Fine,” I grated.
    The beginning—the beginning and the end is what happened in that house. I squeezed my eyes shut and forced myself to remember.
    A year and a half earlier~
    “What are you doing?” I hissed, gasping for breath. Theo had taken off at a dead sprint, and even though I was in decent shape, his longer legs ate up the ground.
    He turned to me, his eyes glinting. “Helpin’ you, like I said.”
    “How do you even know what I was planning?”
    Theo’s fingers tapped under my chin, and I flinched. “I can see it in your eyes plain as day.”
    My stomach knotted. “Who the hell are you?” The whole situation with him was something out of a twisted dream…or nightmare. Which one it turned out to be still remained to be seen. Why do I feel like I’ve met him before? The familiarity of Theo was just as disturbing as the rest of the situation.
    Without another word, he picked up a rather heavy looking lawn ornament, and smashed the glass on the patio’s sliding back door, disappearing into the dark house. Why do I suddenly feel like Veronica from Heathers and Theo is my JD? It was like I wanted it, I wanted what Theo was seemingly going to give me—it was the whole reason I’d been lurking in the backyard, but did I really want it ? Like did Veronica actually want to kill Heather? Or maybe she did, and just wanted to blame her icky feelings on someone else? Maybe that’s what I was about to do.
    A scream pierced the silence in the house and I dashed headlong into the dark, my heart slamming against my ribcage. I glanced around, almost frantic, and headed towards the glow of a light on the second floor.
    “No, please, take what you want, just don’t hurt me and my son.”
    I rounded the corner to see the same woman who had hit her child, on her knees in front of Theo, sobbing. She was in shorts and an oversized T-shirt, which she’d obviously been sleeping in. Her mouth was bloody, her hair in disarray— I clutched at my head, a stabbing pain shooting through my skull. I was disoriented, confused.
    “Don’t hurt my mommy!” a small frightened voice demanded, the outcry forcing me back into the moment, the pain and confusion pushed into submission.
    “Theo, stop! The boy!” I rushed into the room to see him crouched in the corner, tears streaming down his tiny face.
    “Get him out of here then, I’ll take care of her.”
    Faced with the reality of the situation, my resolve wavered. Maybe the woman had only hit her son once, maybe she wasn’t such a bad person. Maybe if she got professional help she wouldn’t do it anymore. Who was I to be judge and jury? As I stared down at the small trembling boy, I couldn’t help but think that it wouldn’t be fair to rob him of his mother. “Theo, stop. Just stop. We can’t—I can’t.”
    Theo’s blue eyes met mine, hard and resolute. “Maybe you can’t. But I can. Get him out of here if you don’t want him to see this. Either way, it’s happenin’. A mother should never hit her kid. Never.”
    I scooped the boy up with no protest from him, he must have been in shock, and hurried from the room. Not more than a minute later I heard the telltale pop of a gun being discharged. “Oh, God. What’ve I done?” I cradled the boy close to me, clinging to him more for myself than anything else. I fucked up. I should never have—I wasn’t thinking. I should

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