All right; just be careful, will you?
Don’t lie, he begged. Please don’t lie to me. I felt it…my whole body. God, it was like being turned to stone. You were scared—I felt it, you were scared!His fingers came up and wove through my hair, bringing my face close to his again. He… I started. He asked to see a memory, and I let him, but when I tried to move away…I couldn’t get out, I couldn’t move, and then I blacked out. I don’t know what he did, but it hurt—it hurt so much.
Liam pulled back and pressed his lips to my forehead. I felt the muscles in his arms strain, shake. Go to the cabin. He didn’t let me protest. Start packing.I’m going to find Chubs, he said. And the three of us are getting the hell out of here. Tonight.We can’t, I said. You know we can’t. But he was already crashing back through the dark path. Lee!
I went back to find his sweater, and pulled it on, but not even that could keep away the chill as I followed him out of the woods, back in the direction of the cabin and fire pit.When I got to the cabin, Chubs was already there, propped up on his bed reading. He took one look at me and snapped his book shut. What in the world happened?
We’re leaving, I told him. Get your things—what are you staring at? Move!
He jumped down off the bed. Are you okay? he asked. What’s going on?While Martin entertained himself by fiddling with the soda dispenser, I grabbed a few bags of chips and chocolate bars. A flash of guilt cut through me as I stuffed them in my bag, but, really, who was I even stealing from? Who was going to call the cops on me?
There’s only one bathroom, Martin announced. I’m using it first. Maybe if you’re lucky, I’ll leave some water for you.Maybe if I’m lucky, you’ll drown yourself in it.
He slammed the door shut behind him, and any guilt I might have felt about leaving him behind disappeared. Maybe it was cruel of me, maybe I would spend the rest of my life feeling guilty about abandoning him without so much as a warning, but there was no way I could tell him what I was about to do without alerting Cate and Rob. I didn’t trust him enough to believe he wouldn’t shout for them, or try to hold me there.I wasted no time in stepping out of what had been Sarah’s—Norah’s—scrubs, leaving them in a heap on the floor. The uniform I was wearing under them was a dead giveaway to what I was, but the scrubs were too baggy to run in. I needed to get away fast.