Frostbite (The Dragonian, #3) - Adrienne Woods Page 0,57

met and knew was a trick. A trick to make me do exactly what he said and to push me into becoming a killer. He never liked me, and nothing had changed. He was still Blake and I was so stupid not to have realized that. No more.

What Lucian discovered would stay a secret. I wouldn’t spend any more of my time trying to find out what he knew.

They kept Blake locked up after the day I wanted to fry his ass. The dark almost took over completely and one of the professors I didn’t have class with had paid with their life trying to keep him from hurting anyone. The roomers were if he keeps getting darker that they would sedate him and would keep him sedating him until someone stepped up to claim him. When that was going to actually happen, nobody knew, it was just something everyone was talking about lately.

Arianna changed her mind and said she would try to claim him herself. When that pathetic day would come, was up to her. She was going to see her ass.

“Please Elena, we can’t do this without you?” Sammy asked after the third day I didn’t show up for trying to find a way to help him.

“Don’t ask me for help Sammy. He killed Lucian,” I yelled back at her. George, Dean and Becky all stood close to her.

“He didn’t kill him, he just didn’t go with Lucian when he asked him to.”

“That puts him directly in the role of killer.”

“You can’t blame my brother. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Blame Becky, and Dean and George.” She pointed in the direction of our dorm’s bathroom. “Better, go look in the mirror and blame that person. We all trusted him.”

“Get out!” I screamed at her and Becky stepped in between us as my hands lit up again.

“Don’t do this, Elena. That fire kills, there is no cure. Sammy is your friend. I’m your friend. Just calm down. This isn’t you.”

I looked at her and could hear grunts coming from my chest.

“Just calm down. We don’t need your help, it’s okay. We’ll do this without you.”

“He doesn’t deserve our help,” I grunted at Becky.

“Lucian died for him too, Elena. He wouldn’t have wanted this.”

“Everything changed when Blake didn’t go with Lucian. You don’t know what Lucian wanted.”

“You’re right, I don’t. But he didn’t want the girl he loved to kill his best friend.”

I just stared at her. “I’m not that same girl anymore.”

Becky nodded her head. She knew it was the truth and it was as if it’d finally sunk in.

“You really want to kill my brother.” Sammy’s body lingered halfway past Becky’s. Disappointment changed her face.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t believe your brother can be claimed. I’m not going to lose my home or let Goran past the Creepers because of him.” I grunted the words. “He won’t be your brother anymore.”

She had tears in her eyes and nodded her head. “Then we can no longer be friends.”

“Fine with me. I don’t need you anyway.”

Sammy stormed out of the room with Dean right beside her.

George and Becky became silent and they just looked at me.

She opened her mouth to say something but George touched her shoulder and shook his head. “Don’t, it’s no use,” he whispered but my enhanced hearing made it sound as if he’d said it to me.

She nodded and they left.

WAS LEFT ALONE from that moment on and I found myself sleeping most of the time. It was my way of holding on. When I was asleep, the dream world took over and I could do whatever I wanted in there without hurting the people I loved. Keeping them at a safe distance from me was the only way I knew how to show them I cared anymore.

Christmas break was coming up. Becky and Sammy were going home. Both their moms invited me to come with, but I declined as I wanted to be left alone. Who knows what I would end up doing.

I entered the room after a really hard day and kicked an envelope that was lying on the floor a couple of paces away from me. The crest of Lucian’s family looked back at me. I picked up the envelope and just stared at it.

The past couple of months they’d had nothing to say to me and now I get an envelope reaching out, or…. Maybe they weren’t reaching out.

One hand lit up to burn the envelope that was inside