The Sweetest Kill: A Young Adult Paranormal Read Online Free PDF

keep my body stiff as Lawrence leans down to bury his nose in my hair before sniffing me. I don’t like it. I don’t like him. But most of all, I don’t like this.
    “You smell good.” He groans in my ear, making my chin start to wobble. “Did you really think you could avoid me forever?”
    I don’t respond. Instead, I just close my eyes and grit my teeth.
    Lawrence suddenly turns me around to face him. He roughly grabs my face with his thumb and pointer finger, hard enough to feel like my chin is about to detach from my face. I whimper against my own will. His eyes light up like the creepy bastard I always knew he was.
    His disgusting mouth descends on mine, and I feel the need to vomit quickly, as his tongue licks the seam of my lips. He continues to try to force me to open my mouth, but I keep it firmly closed. I don’t want anything of him inside me. If I have to suffer a bit for that not to happen, I’ll take it.
    “Open your mouth.” He demands but I shake my head.
    He grabs a chunk of my hair and pulls it hard enough to make me cry out. The sound is cut off as his tobacco flavored tongue shoots into my mouth. This time, I can really feel the bile rising in my throat as I try to push him off me with my hands. It’s like he doesn’t even feel me fighting him, as he pushes himself closer to me. At this very moment, I can honestly say that I’ve never wanted to die more. I want this to end so much that my whole body radiates with frustration, panic, and fear.
    Lawrence’s hands start to work their way up the back of my shirt and my panic only grows as I try harder to get him off me. A hesitant knock on the door cuts him short before he can touch my skin. He leans back and glares at me through his round glasses.
    “Did you ask someone to come back here?”
    I shake my head but he doesn’t look convinced. He keeps me close, despite my struggling to get away from him and faces the door. His voice is filled with hardly restrained annoyance as he yells at the person who dared to interrupt.
    “What?”
    “A customer wants to talk to you.” Kayla’s bored voice informs him from the other side of the door.
    Lawrence scowls at the door and barks, “I’ll be out in a second.”
    “Okay.”
    As soon as he’s sure she’s away from the door, Lawrence throws me away from him like I’m made of poison. He adjusts himself in his pants and I look away, deciding to get lost in the sight outside the office window. The snow coats the thin spindly branches of the tree outside. I watch as a lone, brown leaf still hangs on despite its time to go, finally crumbling under the weight. If anything is a metaphor in my life right now, that leaf is definitely it.
    Lawrence slaps the side of my face lightly, getting my attention. When he's sure he has it, he fix back his dyed blonde hair and flashes me a threatening smile. His teeth are yellow and a bit crooked. As I look at them, I try not to throw up as I remember his snake like tongue inside my mouth a moment before.
    “You’re going to keep your fucking mouth shut about this or I’ll say I caught you stealing from the cash register. Do I make myself clear?”
    I nod quickly, hoping he'll just leave if I agree.
    Smirking, he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear, making me flinch. “Good girl.”
    Tugging up his pants, he wipes his mouth with his hand and turns to head for the door.  As soon as he’s out of the room, I feel bile rise up in my throat. Rushing into the connected bathroom, I throw up the only things in my stomach, my pills and stomach acid. It burns up my throat, but it’s better than the taste Lawrence has left behind on my tongue. I flush the toilet and quietly leave the office.
    Melanie’s eyes widen as she looks at me, and I can’t imagine what I look like. Hiding behind some of my hair, I turn away from her and level my gaze to the brown, tile floor below. Seeing this as my chance to escape without notice, I grab my things from the storage room