Page 14 of Final Girl

“I came out to the bathroom and that sweet kid from the snack counter asked if you were my boyfriend. I told him not exactly, so he tried to give me his phone number. Isn’t that cute?”

“Fucking adorable.” I grit through my teeth. I’m going to kill him. I suck down the rest of my soft drink. “Now it’s my turn to hit the head. Don’t go anywhere.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

I place a kiss on her temple and my dick hardens at the contact. I should make up an excuse to take her home so I can fuck her brains out, but Delaney deserves to be wooed. She’s not like any of the other girls I’ve been with. A cheap fuck. I won’t treat her like one.

But first, before I get to that part, I’ve got to take care of this little asshole who thinks he stands a chance with my girl. Fucking douche.

Just my luck. There’s a wet floor sign outside of the men’s bathroom. I peer inside, glancing under the stalls for sets of shoes. Seeing none, I lock the door behind me. The red-headed bastard is mopping the floor. Would be a shame if he slipped.

He has enough sense to appear afraid as I stalk toward him. “Anyone else in here?” I growl.

“No. Why?” He grips the handle on the mop as if he knows how to defend himself with it. Doubtful. Fucker looks ready to piss his pants. Kid has balls. But no one and I mean no one hits on my girl. Delaney is mine. All mine. I have taken out any motherfucker who has dared to ask her out.

“I like to shit in private.”

He nods and walks past me when I grab him by the back of the neck and slam his head into the sink repeatedly with a satisfying crunch and snapping sounds as blood splatters the mirror. His body drops to the floor, blood pooling around his head. I wash my hands carefully to avoid the blood getting on the bottoms of my shoes. The last thing I need is to make a mistake, but this dumb fuck pressed one too many of my buttons.

“Dickhead,” I mutter under my breath.

He shouldn’t have flirted with Delaney. Now he’s paid the price like all the rest.

Serves him right.

I go back to my girl, cool, calm, and collected.

She smiles when she sees me approaching. Fucking gorgeous. Perfect. My good girl I can’t wait to dirty up.

I take the popcorn from her and put it in the empty seat on the other side of me.

“This movie is ass, but I’m glad you didn’t cancel. Damn glad.” I take her left hand in mine, rubbing my thumb across her knuckles, knowing one day soon. Very soon, my ring will be on her finger.

Chapter Twelve

Okay, so, why on earth did I agree to this movie? It’s not even a movie, it’s just gore, gore and more gore. I love a classic horror, even a slasher, but storylines are a must. Not ‘oh hey, everybody is gonna have sex, then die’ type of movie plot. Like, is this even a movie? All it is, is naked chicks getting their heads bashed in by a guy wielding a hatchet.

Starting to think this movie was all his idea, though. Maybe it’s his plan to have me jumpy as all heck, so I snuggle in close to him. He didn’t need a horror like this, though, for that to happen.

I haven’t bothered to pay attention to the movie in the last few minutes anyway, because that feeling is back. The feeling of someone’s eyes on me, and I’m aware those eyes aren’t Pike’s. Because I’m staring up at him myself right now.

Wondering if he’s going to make a move tonight, or if he’s leaving it up to me. No, the eyes I feel on me, don’t give me happy vibes.

“You okay?” Pike whispers, with an edge of concern in his gaze.

I give him a tight smile. “Yeah.” I glance away and back at the screen. Maybe I’m just imagining things, again. Seems to happen a lot lately. Like how I thought someone was in the library with me and watching me from inside the building after I’d locked up for the night. Maybe I’m still creeped out by those flowers and that note. I can’t shake this feeling like something bad is going to happen. Maybe it’s this stupid movie making me anxious.

Pike’s arm comes around me, and he pushes the arm between us up with his other hand, pulling me close into him, so that I’m snuggling into him.

Wow, he smells amazing. I start to turn my head away when he brings a hand to my chin, tilting my face up towards his. As I nervously bite my bottom lip, his face inches closer to mine. This is it, what I’ve always fantasized about, and I hold my breath to savor every precious second. He’s going to kiss me.

My lady bits tingle.

My belly is all warm and gooey like a cinnamon roll fresh from the oven.

I close my eyes and wait.

Finally. Pike is going to kiss me.