Fading Into Darkness: The Under Series Book 2

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audience this was already awkward enough as it was. The guy leaned over
Senka's shoulder and had a quick look at my hand.
“Stick a bandage on it and you'll be as good as new in the morning.” he said winking at me and
sipping on his beer.
Senka tensed at something he had said. But I didn't think he'd said anything out of place. Senka
leaned against the counter in between my legs wrapping my hand in a bandage. The other guy
downed the rest of his bottle and placed it on the counter.
“We'll catch up later Senk. Have a good night you two.” He smiled at me and patted Senka on the
back.
“Goodnight Trip.” Senka replied.
“All finished.” he said turning to face me placing his palms flat on the counter either sides of my
legs. A couple of boys walked into the kitchen and over to the fridge but Senka didn't move and
stayed where he was.
“You don't think I need stitches?”
“Wait until morning and see how it looks. Does it hurt?”
I shook my head. “Nope, I can't really feel it. I didn't even know I'd hurt myself until Emmett
pointed it out. It was weird he said he could smell something then he looked straight at the floor
where I'd dripped blood.”
“That's cause he's a freak.” one of the boys said taking an energy drink from the fridge.
He walked passed us unscrewing the cap. “That's why he's not allowed up here. He's a freak of
nature and he's Cam's little bitch.”
The other boy laughed and followed him out the kitchen.
Senka went to the fridge and retrieved an energy drink. Energy drinks and alcoholic drinks was all I
ever saw him or anyone else on this level drinking. He walked back over to me and leaned against
the counter, he offered me some drink but I turned it down I didn't like the stuff. He downed half the
bottle and looked at me.
“Say it,”
“Say what?” I asked hopping down from the counter.
“Ruby,” he looked at me with a look that made me feel powerless like I would tell him anything at
will.
“Why did he call Emmett a freak of nature? I mean I get that Emmett is Cam's little lap dog but why
does that make him a freak of nature? Is there something wrong with him or am I missing
something? It's not the first time I've heard someone up here calling Emmett a freak.”
“Emmett is just different to us. There aren't many that like him and especially no one living on this
floor.”
“Different how? I still don't understand. So what no one likes him so that makes him a freak of
nature?”
Senka finished his drink and threw it in the trash can across the kitchen, it dropped straight in first
time.
He looked at me and scooted along the edge of the counter stopping in front of me. He lifted my
bandaged hand and rubbed his lips along my knuckles gently kissing them. I got the picture he
didn't want to talk about Emmett anymore and this was his way of distracting me. But this was one
distraction I liked maybe a little too much. He looked at me and held my hand close to his chest.
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
“What do you want to do?” I asked back.
I liked the way we were together but I thought if he knew I had feelings for him he might not want
me hanging around so much. I didn't really know what I meant to him but I was sure he didn't go
around kissing every other girls wounds. I got the feeling he liked me but it was hard to tell as he
kept his feelings closely guarded around me. It was only on few occasions like this that he let his
guard down.
“I think a game of pool would be a safe choice.” he finally said.
We played a few games of pool but I was sure he was letting me win. We made some very
questionable alcoholic drinks that we downed in shots with a few of the other guys. We played
drinking games and a game of darts but after that many drinks my co-ordination was a little off and
my darts kept hitting everything but the dartboard. We finally ended up on a couch in the main
games room, Senka was chatting to someone about some shooting game they both played. I

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