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On the way back to my apartment I was in a state of suspended disbelief. We’d just been there a few hours ago. How could someone break in by nightfall? Well, it didn’t take a long period of time to do so, but still. I just couldn’t believe it, especially after what had just happened.
Dad and my brother followed us, and when we arrived, there was a police cruiser in front of the Victorian. So was a familiar mustang—cherry red.
“Roxy!” Reece shouted as he coasted into park.
But I’d already had the truck door open and sprung out of the truck, his curse haunting my steps as I entered the courtyard of the Victorian. I caught a glimpse of Kip standing on the porch, along with James’s fiancée, but I was focused on one person.
Henry Williams stood there at the steps, talking to an officer. He turned as I approached him, his eyes widening. “Roxy—
“It’s you! Isn’t it? You were in my place while I slept and then you come back, and break in?” My hands balled into fists. It suddenly made so much sense to me. What was happening to me had nothing to do with the other girls. Nothing weird started happening until Henry got out of jail. “How are you getting in my place?”
He shook his head as he backed up, looking between the officer and me. “I swear I had nothing to do with this. I didn’t break into your place. I don’t even know what you’re—”
“You’re a sick fuck!” I shouted. “What is wrong with you? Why—”
“Whoa.” An arm circled my waist, and the next thing I knew, I was facing the street as my dad and brother passed us. Reece spoke in my ear. “You need to calm down, Roxy. We don’t know if he—”
“Who else would do it?” I shouted, wanting to swing my elbow into his stomach again. I couldn’t deal if Reece defended him. To me, it was so obvious. I wiggled around so I was facing Henry again. “Why else would you be here?”
“I came over to talk to you, but when I knocked on your front door, it opened and I saw the inside of your place. I called the police.”
“Oh, that’s such bullshit,” I spat.
“Roxy,” Reece warned softly.
“He did call us,” the officer confirmed. “And he claims he didn’t go all the way in. We also spoke to the gentleman on the porch. He didn’t hear anything suspicious, but had left the house for a few hours.”
It was then when I realized my dad and brother had gone into my place and had returned. Dad came down the steps, his cheeks flushed with anger. “I don’t want her seeing that.”
Now, of course I had to see it. “Let me go.” When Reece didn’t, I felt that I was seconds from my head spinning right off, Exorcist style. “Let me go, Reece. I mean it.”
“Listen to me, honey. Let Reece and me handle this,” Dad reasoned with his hands planted on his hips. “Gordon will take you back to our place or to Reece’s, but you really don’t want to see in there. Not right now.”
“What I want is to be put down and I want to see what happened inside my place,” I said, barely in control. “I am not fifteen years old. I’m a freaking adult. Seriously.”
Dad looked away, scrunching his fingers through his hair. Then he turned to my brother, who looked just as furious as I felt, and said something too low for me to hear.
“You’re not going to hit anyone, are you?” Reece asked. “If I let go?”
Henry cast his gaze to the ground while I sneered. “Only if you don’t let me go.”
“Be nice,” he ordered right before he loosened his hold.
I slipped free, stalking around my dad and dodging my brother’s hand as I climbed the steps.
“You might want to wait,” Kip suggested from where he stood in front of the Silvers’ door. He stepped toward me, but stopped when Reece jogged up the porch steps.
I stepped inside my apartment and then came to a complete standstill. My eyes had to be messing with me. There was no way this was my place. No way was my apartment full of police taking pics and dusting for prints.
The TV had been knocked to the floor, the screen shattered in large shards. The coffee table and end stand, both hand painted by me, looked like someone had gone Hulk on them, smashing the secondhand pieces until the legs were broken off. Both the couch and the recliner were flipped upside down. From where I stood, I could see that my small kitchen set was in one piece but also knocked over.
My heart pounded as anger pumped through me. Hands clenched, I headed down the hall. The bedroom was a mess. The comforter and sheets stripped, piled on the floor. All my bottles of lotion and perfume were scattered.
Spinning around, I almost knocked into Reece. He reached for me, but I sidestepped him and walked into my studio.
My heart broke.
“Oh my God,” I whispered, pressing the palm of my hand against my chest as I stared into the room.
Thank God Reece had taken my easel and canvas earlier, along with my paints, because everything else in the room had been utterly destroyed. All of the paintings I’d done, even the ones of Reece I’d hidden in the closet, were torn into unrecognizable shreds. It was like rage had exploded in the room.
I shuddered. “My . . . all my stuff.

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On the way back to my apartment I was in a state of suspended disbelief. We’d just been there a few hours ago. How could someone break in by nightfall? Well, it didn’t take a long period of time to do so, but still. I just couldn’t believe it, especially after what had just happened.Dad and my brother followed us, and when we arrived, there was a police cruiser in front of the Victorian. So was a familiar mustang—cherry red.“Roxy!” Reece shouted as he coasted into park.But I’d already had the truck door open and sprung out of the truck, his curse haunting my steps as I entered the courtyard of the Victorian. I caught a glimpse of Kip standing on the porch, along with James’s fiancée, but I was focused on one person.Henry Williams stood there at the steps, talking to an officer. He turned as I approached him, his eyes widening. “Roxy—“It’s you! Isn’t it? You were in my place while I slept and then you come back, and break in?” My hands balled into fists. It suddenly made so much sense to me. What was happening to me had nothing to do with the other girls. Nothing weird started happening until Henry got out of jail. “How are you getting in my place?”He shook his head as he backed up, looking between the officer and me. “I swear I had nothing to do with this. I didn’t break into your place. I don’t even know what you’re—”“You’re a sick fuck!” I shouted. “What is wrong with you? Why—”"Wah." Lengan dilingkari pinggang, dan hal berikutnya yang saya tahu, aku menghadapi jalan sebagai ayah saya dan saudara melewati kami. Reece berbicara di telingaku. "Anda perlu menenangkan, Roxy. Kita tidak tahu apakah dia — ""Siapa lagi akan melakukan itu?" Aku berteriak, ingin ayunan siku saya ke dalam perutnya lagi. Aku tidak bisa berurusan jika Reece membelanya. Bagi saya, itu begitu jelas. Saya wiggled di sekitar sehingga saya menghadapi Henry lagi. "Mengapa lagi Anda akan di sini?""Saya datang untuk berbicara dengan Anda, tapi ketika aku mengetuk pintu depan Anda, itu dibuka dan aku melihat dalam tempat Anda. Aku menelepon polisi.""Oh, itu adalah seperti omong kosong," Aku meludah."Roxy," Reece memperingatkan lembut."Dia menurut panggilan kita," petugas dikonfirmasi. "Dan dia mengklaim ia tidak pergi jauh-jauh. Kami juga berbicara untuk pria di beranda. Ia tidak mendengar sesuatu yang mencurigakan, tetapi telah meninggalkan rumah selama beberapa jam."Itu kemudian ketika saya menyadari ayah saya dan saudara telah pergi ke tempat saya dan kembali. Ayah datang menuruni tangga, pipinya memerah dengan kemarahan. "Saya tidak ingin melihat itu."Sekarang, tentu saja aku harus melihatnya. "Biarkan aku pergi." Ketika Reece tidak, saya merasa bahwa saya adalah detik dari kepalaku berputar langsung dari, gaya Exorcist. "Biarkan aku pergi, Reece. Maksudku itu.""Dengarlah kepadaku, madu. Biarkan Reece dan saya menangani hal ini,"ayah beralasan dengan tangannya ditanam pada pinggul. "Gordon akan membawa Anda kembali ke tempat kami atau untuk Yosefina, tetapi Anda benar-benar tidak ingin melihat di sana. Tidak sekarang.""Apa yang saya inginkan adalah untuk meletakkan dan aku ingin melihat apa yang terjadi di dalam tempat saya," kataku, nyaris tidak dalam kontrol. "Aku tidak lima belas tahun. Saya seorang dewasa yang panik. Serius."Ayah tampak, mengerutkan jarinya melalui rambutnya. Lalu ia beralih ke saudaraku, yang tampak hanya marah karena saya merasa, dan mengatakan sesuatu yang terlalu rendah bagi saya untuk mendengar."Anda tidak akan memukul siapapun, Apakah Anda?" Reece bertanya. "Jika aku membiarkan pergi?"Henry dilemparkan dengan tatapan ke tanah sementara saya sneered. "Hanya jika Anda tidak membiarkan aku pergi.""Lebih baik," ia memerintahkan tepat sebelum ia melonggarkan terus nya.Aku menyelinap gratis, mengintai di sekitar ayahku dan menghindari kakak saya tangan seperti saya naik langkah-langkah."Anda mungkin ingin menunggu," Kip diusulkan dari mana dia berdiri di depan pintu Silvers'. Dia melangkah ke arahku, tapi berhenti ketika Reece berlari menaiki tangga serambi.Aku melangkah ke dalam apartemen saya dan kemudian datang lengkap macet. Mataku harus bermain-main dengan saya. Ada tidak ada cara yang ini adalah tempat saya. Ada cara apartemenku penuh polisi mengambil foto dan debu untuk sidik jari.TV telah mengetuk ke lantai, layar hancur dalam pecahan yang besar. Meja kopi dan akhir berdiri, kedua tangan dilukis oleh saya, tampak seperti seseorang pergi Hulk pada mereka, smashing bagian bekas sampai kaki yang patah. Sofa dan kursi malas yang membalik terbalik. Dari mana saya berdiri, aku bisa melihat bahwa saya set dapur kecil dalam satu potong tetapi juga knocked atas.Hatiku berdebar sebagai kemarahan dipompa melalui saya. Mengepalkan tangan, saya menuju menyusuri lorong. Kamar tidur adalah kekacauan. Selimut dan lembar dilucuti, ditumpuk di lantai. Semua botol saya lotion dan parfum berserakan.Berputar-putar, saya hampir mengetuk ke Reece. Ia mencapai bagi saya, tapi aku terkesampingkan padanya dan masuk ke studio saya.Hati saya hancur."Oh Tuhan," bisikku, menekan telapak tangan saya terhadap dada saya seperti aku menatap ke dalam kamar.Terima kasih Tuhan Reece telah mengambil kuda-kuda dan kanvas saya sebelumnya, bersama dengan cat saya, karena segala sesuatu yang lain di ruangan itu benar-benar hancur. Semua lukisan saya lakukan, bahkan orang-orang aku telah tersembunyi di dalam lemari, Reece telah terbelah menjadi dikenali cabik. Rasanya seperti kemarahan telah meledak dalam kamar.Saya shuddered. "Saya... semua barang-barang saya.