His pause was too long to precede anything good. Is this what your little powwow this morning was about?
Yeah. We were pooling information and trying to come up with a viable game plan. If you want to help, we really need to know how to get rid of a possibly ancient incubus.
By letting your father kill him for even thinking about touching his little girl.
The ache in my chest was warm and kind of wonderful, in the weirdest way. Yeah, thatd be really awesome, if you could do that. Cause we actually dont know how to kill him, and I need to make sure hes gone before I die, cause hes going after Emma next.
Next?
Hes already impregnated three girls that we know of. Hes also killed one woman and left another in a coma. But Id bet there are others we dont know about yet. And with that thought, my appetite dried up like sweat on a Texas sidewalk.
Damn it. My father scrubbed his face with both hands, and I felt awful for adding to the stress he was already under. Harmony warned me it could get crazy around here, with Avari living in the high school. But I never saw this incubus thing coming.
Yeah, me, neither. Its not one of the things you typically worry about, in suburban Texas.
Okay, if memory serves, your uncle Brendon ran up against an incubus once. Ill call him later and see what he can tell me. But just to make me feel marginally involved in your life, what happened with you and Nash? Not that I disapprove of the outcome, but this seems like an odd time to dump your boyfriend.
Oh, here we go Nash saw me kissing Tod.
My fathers stare was almost vacant, and just when I was starting to wonder if he was still in there, he blinked. I should have mixed something stronger than Coke floats.
We only made it through the first Alien movie before my dads patience shattered beneath the cluster bomb Id dropped on him and he excused himself to go call his brother. I couldnt blame him. Even our rare, about-to-expire father-daughter bonding time was outweighed by the threat of an incubus preying on the local coed populace.
Dad made the call from his room, so I sat on my bed with my door open, trying to hear what he obviously wanted to chew over privately before passing on to me. But he was hard to hear through his closed door.
No, were short on specifics, and even shorter on time, my dad said. Hed told my uncle Brendon about my expiration date, and theyd planned a family dinner for the next night, Wednesday, possibly my last night in the land of the living, and the night Id planned to lure my evil incubus teacher to his death. I couldnt imagine how awkward that meal would be, though, considering my cousin Sophies complete ignorance of all nonhuman matters.
She doesnt know his real name or how old he is My fathers words faded, and I assumed my uncle was speaking on the other end of the line. Math. You should ask Sophie if she has him.
But she didnt. Id verified that the day we found out what Beck was.
I know, but lets not borrow trouble till were ready to pay some back. My dads mattress creaked and I could picture him sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over and stressed. But I didnt hear anything after that because my phone buzzed in my pocket. I dug it out to find a text from Tod.
Can I come over?
Suddenly my chest burned like my lungs were on fire. Like when I was a little girl on the playground swing set, and that plummeting feeling made me feel scared, and excited, and so alive.
Yeah. In my room.
An instant later, Tod stood in the middle of my bedroom floor, and I realized that the courtesy text before just popping in was only one of the things that had changed.
Hey, he said, hands shoved into his jeans pockets, watching me carefully, like he didnt quite know how to act around me now and would be taking his cues from me. Which sucked, cause that was my plan, too.
Hey. I sat up on the bed and folded my legs beneath me, itching to touch him, or somehow acknowledge what had happened between us. Yet I felt guilty for that impulsefor wanting something that would hurt Nash.
I need to tell you something. He glanced at the floor, looking more conflicted than Id ever seen him, and that burning in my chest became a steady smolder of resignation and disappointment I had no right to feel.
I knew where this was going. Nash was his brotherhis flesh and blood. And Nash would be here for the next three hundred years or so, long after any memory of me faded from both of their minds. Of course he would choose his brother over me. How could he not? And part of me knew that was the right thing to do. How could I not want peace between them, especially considering that aside from Harmony and potentially Sabine, they had no one else. Tod and Nash would probably never be best friends, but they would always be brothers, and who was I to get in the way of that?
Tod exhaled slowly, and I could only watch him, waiting for the inevitable heartbreak. Could a person actually die of a broken heart? Was that how I would go?
Im not supposed to want you, Kaylee. Not like this, he said, the blues in his eyes churning with disparate emotions, and my stubborn heart beat harder. I made a decision two years ago and gave up the right to want anything.
I wasnt sure what that meant, but I wasnt going to interrupt him, because no one had ever spoken to me like this. As if whatever he was trying to tell me was so raw and painful it had to come straight from his soul.
Yeah. We were pooling information and trying to come up with a viable game plan. If you want to help, we really need to know how to get rid of a possibly ancient incubus.
By letting your father kill him for even thinking about touching his little girl.
The ache in my chest was warm and kind of wonderful, in the weirdest way. Yeah, thatd be really awesome, if you could do that. Cause we actually dont know how to kill him, and I need to make sure hes gone before I die, cause hes going after Emma next.
Next?
Hes already impregnated three girls that we know of. Hes also killed one woman and left another in a coma. But Id bet there are others we dont know about yet. And with that thought, my appetite dried up like sweat on a Texas sidewalk.
Damn it. My father scrubbed his face with both hands, and I felt awful for adding to the stress he was already under. Harmony warned me it could get crazy around here, with Avari living in the high school. But I never saw this incubus thing coming.
Yeah, me, neither. Its not one of the things you typically worry about, in suburban Texas.
Okay, if memory serves, your uncle Brendon ran up against an incubus once. Ill call him later and see what he can tell me. But just to make me feel marginally involved in your life, what happened with you and Nash? Not that I disapprove of the outcome, but this seems like an odd time to dump your boyfriend.
Oh, here we go Nash saw me kissing Tod.
My fathers stare was almost vacant, and just when I was starting to wonder if he was still in there, he blinked. I should have mixed something stronger than Coke floats.
We only made it through the first Alien movie before my dads patience shattered beneath the cluster bomb Id dropped on him and he excused himself to go call his brother. I couldnt blame him. Even our rare, about-to-expire father-daughter bonding time was outweighed by the threat of an incubus preying on the local coed populace.
Dad made the call from his room, so I sat on my bed with my door open, trying to hear what he obviously wanted to chew over privately before passing on to me. But he was hard to hear through his closed door.
No, were short on specifics, and even shorter on time, my dad said. Hed told my uncle Brendon about my expiration date, and theyd planned a family dinner for the next night, Wednesday, possibly my last night in the land of the living, and the night Id planned to lure my evil incubus teacher to his death. I couldnt imagine how awkward that meal would be, though, considering my cousin Sophies complete ignorance of all nonhuman matters.
She doesnt know his real name or how old he is My fathers words faded, and I assumed my uncle was speaking on the other end of the line. Math. You should ask Sophie if she has him.
But she didnt. Id verified that the day we found out what Beck was.
I know, but lets not borrow trouble till were ready to pay some back. My dads mattress creaked and I could picture him sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over and stressed. But I didnt hear anything after that because my phone buzzed in my pocket. I dug it out to find a text from Tod.
Can I come over?
Suddenly my chest burned like my lungs were on fire. Like when I was a little girl on the playground swing set, and that plummeting feeling made me feel scared, and excited, and so alive.
Yeah. In my room.
An instant later, Tod stood in the middle of my bedroom floor, and I realized that the courtesy text before just popping in was only one of the things that had changed.
Hey, he said, hands shoved into his jeans pockets, watching me carefully, like he didnt quite know how to act around me now and would be taking his cues from me. Which sucked, cause that was my plan, too.
Hey. I sat up on the bed and folded my legs beneath me, itching to touch him, or somehow acknowledge what had happened between us. Yet I felt guilty for that impulsefor wanting something that would hurt Nash.
I need to tell you something. He glanced at the floor, looking more conflicted than Id ever seen him, and that burning in my chest became a steady smolder of resignation and disappointment I had no right to feel.
I knew where this was going. Nash was his brotherhis flesh and blood. And Nash would be here for the next three hundred years or so, long after any memory of me faded from both of their minds. Of course he would choose his brother over me. How could he not? And part of me knew that was the right thing to do. How could I not want peace between them, especially considering that aside from Harmony and potentially Sabine, they had no one else. Tod and Nash would probably never be best friends, but they would always be brothers, and who was I to get in the way of that?
Tod exhaled slowly, and I could only watch him, waiting for the inevitable heartbreak. Could a person actually die of a broken heart? Was that how I would go?
Im not supposed to want you, Kaylee. Not like this, he said, the blues in his eyes churning with disparate emotions, and my stubborn heart beat harder. I made a decision two years ago and gave up the right to want anything.
I wasnt sure what that meant, but I wasnt going to interrupt him, because no one had ever spoken to me like this. As if whatever he was trying to tell me was so raw and painful it had to come straight from his soul.
