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“No,” she said with a smile, “I don’t believe I have.”

Joseph’s eyes flashed up to meet hers, and a light smile graced his small, damp lips.

“How wonderful,” Acton said with a smile. “Joseph is a friend of mine—I’m sure you’ll get to know each other very well. You have more in common than you know.”

Chapter 8

 

When Ember’s eyes opened, she wasn’t sure if the plan had worked or not. She stared at her ceiling, and then her eyes wandered to the window.

It was dark out. The plan had worked.

It had been Acton’s idea. He had taken her to The Garden first, where she had insisted on sticking to soda, and then they had gone out to watch the sunset. Acton had suggested that they stay out to watch the stars, and when Ember had protested that she was tired, he had laughed and reminded her that she wasn’t supposed to go home until morning. Then, he had told her that he would keep her up all night, and that she could sleep during the day.

It was a perfect deal—if Ember slept during the day, and stayed out all night, she would never have to see her family, and Gina couldn’t complain that she was intruding if they were on opposite schedules.

When it got cold, the alcohol had finally seemed appealing, and they had stayed out in the forest chasing fairies for what seemed like hours. Ember shook her head; the alcohol had made the lights seem so real. She knew they weren’t real fairies, but somehow, she wanted to believe the magic of the previous night. They had chased fairies, and then Isaac had collected a pile of bones——it must have been sticks, or small white stones—and made a tiara for her. Acton declared her the queen of the island, and when it got too cold, he took her back to the misty field, and they talked more.

Ember rubbed the sleep from her eyes, smiling. It was morning again…or night, rather, and it was time for another day. It was time to go out and meet Acton again.

She slipped out of the clothes she was wearing, because they were the same clothes she had been wearing the day before, and slipped into a new pair of jeans, a tee shirt, a sweater, and her jacket. As a final thought, she peeled up the corner of her mattress, where she had hidden the burned book cover.

Satisfied that it was still there, she tugged on her shoes and went to open her bedroom door. When her mother’s crossed-arm form appeared on the other side, she almost screamed in surprise.

“Where were you?”

“Gina!” Ember hissed. “Jesus! Don’t do that!”

The woman took two quick steps toward her, and Ember backed up.

“It’s ‘mom’ to you.” Gina said quietly. “Where were you last night?”

Ember crossed her arms, sneering. “Out.”

“With who?” Gina pressed. “Acton? Isaac? Who were you with? Was it Joseph?”

Ember shrugged. “I was with Acton. Sue me.”

Gina reached out and grabbed Ember’s chin, forcing her to look her in the eye. When Ember tried to pull away, Gina only gripped her harder.

“Ow! Geez,
mom
, ouch!” Ember finally managed to twist out of her grasp. “What the hell?”

“Since when do you talk like that?”

“Like
what?
” Ember heard the volume of her voice rising, and tried to keep it down. Thalia shouldn’t have to suffer on account of Gina’s craziness.

“Were you there when they killed the deer?” Gina said in another whisper. “Did you see them mutilate the body?”

“Hey!” Ember said, finally ducking around Gina and making it out the door. “No, I did not kill or mutilate any animals last night. We mostly hung out and got drunk and played with junk we found in the forest.”

Ember took the stairs as quickly as she dared, and heard her mother’s fleet footsteps just behind her.

“Ember, this is very serious!” She said. “They are going to kill you! You are going to die, it is not safe to be out there!”

“Mom.” Ember said, stopping at the front door. “You’re exhausted. Get some sleep, and pretend I don’t exist. We’ll both have a better time.”

“I don’t need to—“ Gina grabbed her shoulders. “Ember, I don’t need to sleep, not for another week at least. But I cannot stay here watching your sister and be out there watching you too, and something is going on—“

“Mom.” Ember reached around her mother’s arms to grab her by the shoulders; she waited until Gina had let go of her to speak. “You’re candy apple crazy, Gina Gillespie. You’ve spent my entire life telling me to get out of your house and your life, and I am granting your wish. I’m gone, and I wish you nothing but the best, and I pray that your condition isn’t hereditary. Just let me go, and go to bed. God knows I am not willing to be your caretaker, and I will wake up Thalia to take care of this if I have to. You don’t want me to wake up Thalia, do you?”

Gina raised a single finger, pointing at the ceiling. “I am not crazy.”


Thalia!

“God—
damn it!
” Gina spun toward the stairs, and the noises of Thalia’s distressed waking, as Ember broke and ran out the front door.

It was dark in the forest, but to Ember, it felt bright. There was girlish laughter ringing through the trees; it took a moment for Ember’s eyes to focus, but then she saw Kaylee, running through the forest. Isaac was chasing after her, trying to grab something from her hand, and it took Ember a moment, squinting in the dark, to figure out what it was.

It was a dead rabbit.

For a second, Ember’s smile faltered.  Then, as she stared at the limp body swaying in Kaylee’s grasp, she realized that she wasn’t looking at rabbit ears. They were socks——white socks—poking from the top of her hand.

“On the one night that Isaac decides to wear shoes, too.”

Ember turned around to see Acton standing behind her with someone she didn’t recognize. She smiled, shoving her hands into her pockets; it was cold, and her breath made little clouds that disappeared on the wind.

Acton wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pushing his dark hair back with his hand. It glimmered like it was wet, but Ember couldn’t imagine being out in the cold with wet hair.

“This is Joseph, my cousin.” Acton said, gesturing to the stranger. “He’s come to stay with us for a few weeks. He won’t tell you this, because he’s very shy, but he likes you a lot.”

“He does?”

Acton nodded. Joseph took a step forward to take her hand and kiss it.

“Acton has told me a lot about you.” He said with a childish smile. Ember looked down at his shoes; they were all taped up, and for some reason, it bothered her. He was wearing jeans and a tee-shirt, and he didn’t have a jacket, but he didn’t look the slightest bit cold.

With a vacant expression in his eyes, Joseph stepped back, and Ember shifted uncomfortably, suddenly realizing that Acton’s grip on her had tightened like a vice. As Joseph’s large frame moved away, a woman appeared behind him.

“We can do this all night, Ethel, but it won’t stop me.” Acton said, annoyed. “She wants to be with me. I’m fun, and I haven’t returned her with so much as a scratch yet.”

“You’re dripping on her.” The blond woman said, taking two more steps forward. “She may be one of us, but she’s still human.  She can die of cold.”

Acton’s arm jerked tighter, and Ember suddenly felt the chill run down her side. She turned her head as she ran her hand down Acton’s sleeve. He was soaked through.  She couldn’t say why it didn’t bother her, or why she hadn’t noticed before.

“One more step and there might be a scratch, Ethel.” Acton said, taking a half step backward and dragging Ember with him. “She makes these choices of her own free will, so this isn’t a matter for your concern. I’ve broken no rules.”

“She’s high.” Ethel said. “She comes home comatose and amnesiac. You’re saying that isn’t a mark?  You’re calling that free will?”

“I’m defending her innocence.” Acton said, raising an eyebrow. “I thought you might appreciate the gesture. However, if you want her to start remembering these outings…well, it can be arranged.”

Ethel took another step forward, and Ember could see that she was soaking too—as though everyone had gone swimming with their clothes on. Acton’s fingers twitched, digging into her upper arm, and Ember let out a yelp.

Ethel stopped; her lips peeled back into a snarl. Faster than Ember could see, she suddenly had Joseph on the ground in front of her, holding a butcher knife that looked larger than life in the moonlight to his throat. Not knowing what had just happened, Ember burst into tears, curling her face into Acton’s coat.

“Now, see what you’ve done, Ethel?” Acton said forcefully; his grip loosened, just a little, and he ran his hand down Ember’s back and laid a light kiss on her brow. “This one is damaged. You have another one, and you never wanted this one to begin with. Let me have my fun, and she’ll leave alive, unharmed, and none the wiser. You have my word, Ethel. Let me have this one for the season, and I’ll never touch your family again. It’s the best deal you’re going to get—you know you can’t catch me, and you can’t kill what you can’t catch. Take my mercy and be happy with it.”

Ethel’s eyes sparked with a sudden rage, and even though Ember could swear that the air around them had suddenly gotten warmer, a chill ran down her spine.

“I’m doing you a favor.” Acton added. “I could just take her, but I’m going to let her go.”

“I
know
what you’re doing!” Ethel hissed. “And you’ll do what you feel like, Acton, that’s always been your problem.”

“Well,” Acton said as Ember wrapped her arms around him. He looked disdainfully at Joseph, laying patiently on the ground as Ethel’s knife dug in uncomfortably beneath his chin. “I suppose I’ll face those consequences, if it comes to that.”

Ethel shifted, her knuckles turning white around the knife handle. “I will kill him, Acton, and then your game is over.”

“Yes, and you’ll have a mess on your hands in the morning.” Acton laughed. “Go ahead and cut him. If you kill him now, she will remember it in the morning, and she’s no hunter, Ethel. She’s a little girl from Pennsylvania. She’ll spend the rest of her life in a psych ward if she watches you take his head off, and you can go home and explain to your daughter what you did to take away her baby’s normal, perfect life. Or, you give me back my ward, we all walk away, and tomorrow she’s just another rebellious teen home from a night of drinking and light debauchery. Your choice.”

Ethel took several deep breaths, her eyes never leaving Acton’s face. When she finally withdrew the knife, and Joseph scrambled away into the dark, Ember briefly wondered if she was about to charge at them.

Instead, she turned and walked away. “I’ll be watching, Acton.”

“Always,” he replied. “I wouldn’t expect any less.”

As Ethel dissolved into the darkness, Asher appeared in her place.

He sighed, shaking his head as he looked at Ember and offered up Acton’s jacket. “You’re dripping all over her. Is she going to need a change?”

“Only if she starts to shiver,” he said, taking his jacket from Asher and draping it around Ember’s shoulders. “That should be good enough.”

Looking around, Asher raised his hands. “And you’ve lost the stooge. Where is Joseph? You know he can’t take care of himself.”

“Isaac will bring him back.” Acton said, waving him off. “He was here before Ethel arrived.”

“Where are the fairies?” Ember asked, gazing around the forest. The world had darkened when Ethel arrived, chasing away the little drifting lights she thought should have been there.

Asher laughed, taking a step forward, but one look from Acton made him stop where he was. Acton turned to Ember, rubbing her arms. “I’m sure they’re around, Em, but tonight I want to do something special.”

“Special?” Ember asked.

“Very.” Acton said, with a glitter in his eyes. “Tonight, we’re catching rabbits.”

“Rabbits?”

“I have no doubt that you’ll be very good at it. You’re a hunter, after all?”

“A hunter?”

“So many questions!” Acton said, walking away.

Ember followed after him, and at a safe distance, Asher followed her.

“Why are we hunting rabbits?” Ember asked, trying to whisper.

Asher walked closer to her, enjoying the invitation. “Well, Isaac likes to use them, and Acton is giving him a treat for his assistance with Joseph.”

Ember nodded, but she was having trouble retaining the details. “His cousin Joseph?”

Asher looked confused for a moment, and then called up to Acton. “Are you going to stick to a story?”

“Nope,” Acton replied. “Making them up is too much fun. Although, I did like it when he was screwing Zinny, and she was twitching all night whenever he got too close. I think maybe next time I’m going to just make him some guy who’s stalking her.”

“If you give her a heart attack, I will help Ethel bring you in,” Asher said, grabbing Ember’s arm as she stumbled and threatened to fall. “I’m not going down for killing a hunter.”

“She’s not a hunter. Not a proper one, anyways, and we’re all going down, Ash.” Acton stopped, gazing around the forest. “We’re all going to pay with our lives eventually, so you may as well live it up while you can. Take it out on her—she’s as close to Gina as you’re ever going to get.”

Ember staggered along, hardly aware of their conversation until they stopped in a clearing. A small fire was burning, and Isaac was sitting on a log with Kaylee next to him.  She was wringing something in her hands as Isaac nuzzled her neck, but Kaylee wasn’t enjoying it.

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