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and I could see he was growing weary.
    I glanced over at the group of Woods’s friends and I knew I was welcome. Bethy was laughing loudly and I was pretty sure she was drunk. But I needed time to think. I wasn’t in the mood to pretend like my heart wasn’t heavy. Woods had been on the phone with Angelina today when I’d walked into his office. They’d been talking about his mom and it had been friendly. She was taking a lot off him and I wanted to like her. To be thankful to her. I just couldn’t.
    Turning, I walked up to the parking lot. No one was up there partying and I could wait for Woods to get back. I needed to get in a better mood before he came back. The fact that I was a hindrance to him weighed heavily on me. It was getting worse every day.
    If I could just get better . . . If I could just stop having bad dreams . . . If I could forget my past and move forward . . . If the fear that I might go crazy wasn’t haunting me every day . . . then I might be able to help him. I might be a support for him.
    “Della.” Angelina’s voice surprised me. I turned to see her standing behind the building where the restrooms were located. The small amount of light the moon was supplying shone down on her.
    “Yes,” I replied, not sure if I should be worried about being alone with her or if I was just being silly.
    “Where’s Woods?” she asked.
    “He had an issue with some of the staff. He’s dealing with it.”
    Angelina looked disgusted. “He has so much on his shoulders and you make it so much worse. So helpless and fucked up. How long do you think he’ll want you? What happens when that crazy in your genes takes over? He won’t be able to keep you then. You’ll be locked up. And I know he doesn’t want kids with you. He would be worried about them being crazy, too. That would kill him.”
    Hearing my own fears spill from her cruel lips took my breath away. She was right. Everything she said was right. Woods and I pretended like the future was possible. But it wasn’t. I would never be his future. I wasn’t getting better.
    “What do you want?” I asked.
    “I want you to leave him alone. He deserves so much more,” she spat.
    He did. I agreed. “But that won’t be you. You’re not better,” I replied, shooting an angry glare her way. Even if she couldn’t see me in the darkness, I hoped she could feel my hatred for her.
    She walked over toward me and I fought the urge to back away from her. I wasn’t scared of her. I could hold my own.
    “You’re a crazy bitch. You know nothing. He loved it when I sucked his dick. He’d scream my name and hold my head as if I had the key to heaven in my mouth. He loved it.”
    “Stop it!” I screamed. I didn’t want to think about Woods and Angelina together. It made me ill.
    “He once said my thighs were magical. He loved being between them.”
    “Shut up!” I said, backing away.
    A pleased smirk touched her evil lips. “I can still make him hard. All I have to do is rub my hand over his crotch and talk dirty and he’s hard as a rock.”
    I turned and started walking away before I threw up. My head jerked back and I cried out in pain as Angelina pulled my hair in her fisted hand. “You’re not going anywhere, you crazy bitch.” She growled and pulled me by my hair while I stumbled back into the darkness behind the building. Away from the parking lot where someone might see us.
    “I swallowed his come. Do you do that for him? Do you go to his office just to suck his dick and make him cry out in pleasure? Does he tell you how amazing your mouth is? Hmm?”
    Tears burned my eyes. The pain in my head was nothing compared to the pain from her words. I didn’t want to think of Woods with her. It hurt too much.
    She slung me down onto the grass and I glanced up to see a wild look in her eyes that scared me. What was wrong with her? Why were we back there in the dark? I scrambled to get up and she kicked me in the ribs, then pushed me back