Death In Her Eyes - Erin Bedford Page 0,37

"It was great. Really. You guys were right it was like nothing I'd ever seen before. I'm glad I came."

"Good." Bayu beamed at me from the other side of his brother. "We're too. We don't get many mentals who are as easy going at you."

I burst out laughing.

"What?" Bayu asked, glancing to his brother and back to me. "What did I say?"

Shaking my head, I waved him off as I stood. "Nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Where are you going?" Ayden shifted against Zephyr's leg, her glassy eyes now clearer than before. "The night's still young."

I chuckled down at her enthusiasm. "Yeah but I'm tired. I think I've had enough excitement for the night."

"So, have you for that matter." Bayu placed his hand on Ayden's head, making her swat at him for messing up her hair.

"Oh, okay. Dad thanks for the advice." Ayden giggled but Bayu frowned at her.

Huh. Did Bayu like Ayden? Not surprising the twins stayed attached to her side every time I'd seen them. Sadly, though Ayden only seemed to have eyes for Bishop. She was searching for him as we spoke.

"Well, I'm going to find another drink." Ayden wobbled to her feet, winking at me. "Do you need me to walk you back?"

Smirking at her inability to walk straight, I shook my head. "No but it looks like you might need some assistance. Are you sure you should drink anymore?"

She blew a raspberry and waved a hand at me. "I'm fine. It's more these shoes than my alcohol level. Besides, the performance always sobers me up." She played it off, but I wasn't so sure.

I shifted to the twins. "Can you keep an eye on her? Not that I don't think you would anyway, but I don't want to find out she fell in the pond in the morning."

Zephyr laughed and looped his arm around Bayu's shoulders. "Don't worry we got this. This isn't our first Ayden rodeo."

I laughed with them, shaking my head but my guilty conscious was eased knowing I wasn't leaving Ayden on her own.

I didn't bother telling Coral and Joash good night they were too wrapped up in each other. Well, if their mouths molding together were anything to go by. Good for her.

Happy that my weird wacky trip into the Nephilim world would end on a good note, I dug my phone out of my purse and started toward the dirt path. I shot a text off to Nikki letting her know I was leaving the party then pulled up the map app on my phone.

Lifting it up so I could see it better, I stared at the little numbers telling me how long it would take me on foot to get to the nearest town.

"Three hours?" I gaped at it in horror. My dad had to pick somewhere that was out in the middle of nowhere. Why couldn't he have picked somewhere that was conveniently next to a bus stop or even a taxi service. On that thought, I tried to use ride pick up app, but I was too far out for anyone to come get me.

"Just my fucking luck."

I scowled and threw my purse over my head, looping it across my chest as I got ready for the long trek to town. It was a good thing I'd worn my boots. There was no way I'd have made this walk in heels.

When I got out of the woods and back onto the cobblestone path, I took one more glance at the school. I hadn't been here long enough to get attached, not that getting attached had ever been a problem for me. Still, there was something bittersweet about leaving.

I sighed and changed directions. Instead of going into the school gates, taking the path leading to the driveway and then that to the road. No one stopped me. No one was even out to care. It was all a bit anticlimactic if I was being honest.

A part of me wanted someone to come after me. To tell me to stop and stay. That I belonged here. Not the sane part but that small part that still thought that there was a place for me in the world. If today had shown me anything, that wasn't or would never be true. I was a freak amongst the freaks and that was just the way it would always be.

I got about a mile or two down the road and I was already fed up with the walking. My mouth had long gone