Page 53 of Unhinged Kallie

“I’ll give you a hint. I’m already dressed for it,” Carter said, and I looked down at his swim trunks. That was a bad idea as more wildly sexy images flooded my mind.

“Wait! Six Flags?” Excitement flooded me as I remembered the conversation clearly. Carter nodded, but then his face fell.

“There’s only one catch.”

“Oh no, what’s that?”

“Your cousins are coming with us.”

Groaning, I laid my head back on the loveseat. Just like that, my fantasy of being alone and wet with Carter all day was dashed.

Chapter Twenty

KALLIE

I had to admit this was a freaking amazing day. Bo ended up coming as well, the shock of all shocks…not. There was no logical reason for Talon not to see how obsessed Bo was with her. He followed her around like a puppy, and he just happened to have a couple of screws loose, which was why I’d taken my insurance policy when I could.

We rode rides all morning, and Carter was my partner the entire time. He splurged and purchased one of the craziest pictures of us on a ride, and he hadn’t been strange or awkward with me all day.

Finding a grassy area for lunch, we started with burgers and fries, and Bo ordered an extra-large pizza. I couldn’t resist eating a slice, and now we had deep-fried Snickers with ice cream and chocolate sauce. I would need to be rolled out of here by the time we left.

I leaned back and let the sun beat down on me, enjoying that Carter was having trouble keeping his eyes off me. The pretty little bikini was definitely the way to go. I was wearing dark sunglasses, so I kept my head tilted up, but I watched every move he made.

He always drew stares from girls. A group of them in line behind him were checking him out, but his eyes were locked on me. That’s right, ladies, you can fuck right off. His phone buzzed, and I looked down, instantly wanting to destroy it.

I flicked my gaze back to Carter, but he’d moved up in line to get us water and wasn’t paying attention, so I picked the phone up to see the message.

Hi, Carter. I’m looking forward to seeing you tonight for your tutoring se—

I was still staring at it when two feet entered my line of site.

“What are you doing?”

I’d tried to get into his phone to see the rest of the cut-off message, but every password I could think of didn’t work, and the phone finally put me in time-out. I handed it to him, the anger in my body burning so hot that I would’ve happily picked anyone passing to slit their throat just to relieve the toxic rage.

“Mrs. Peterson texted you. She seems to be very eager to get together later. I honestly didn’t think you’d screw the teacher too.” I jumped to my feet, and Carter stared at his phone.

“I’m not. I don’t know what she’s talking about.”

“Right, like I believe that.” I stuffed my feet into my flipflops, but Carter grabbed my arm and kept me from marching off.

“I’m not sleeping with her,” he said, but it was too late. Even if he wasn’t, the text reminded me why I was so angry lately. Carter was leaving. I was still a virgin, and he held to his moral high ground with me but made a sport of fucking anyone and everything else. He went out every night, said he was meeting someone, and didn’t come home until early morning. What else was I to think? It seemed pretty obvious what he was doing.

“Looks like she didn’t get the memo. I need a moment alone.” Carter let go when I tugged on my arm, and I bent down, grabbing my towel to tie around my waist.

“I don’t think you should be alone right now. When you’re this angry, bad shit happens,” he said. He was right, but it still pissed me off that he treated me like someone that needed handling.

“Don’t do that. Don’t talk to me like you’re my dad and think I can’t control myself.” I lowered my voice. “Do you really think I’m going to go off, grab a knife and kill the first random person I come across?”

That actually sounded like a fucking fabulous idea. I would leave them in the bathroom and watch the chaos. The issue was the cameras everywhere. You couldn’t go twenty feet without a camera on a pole or in a store. It wasn’t safe, and I wasn’t stupid.

“Truthfully,” Carter said, and I glared at him.

“Wow, thanks for the vote of confidence.” I marched away and spun around as I saw his shadow move. “Don’t follow me. I just need a few minutes to cool off, and you’re making my anger worse.”

Why did everyone think I was the loose cannon? I hadn’t killed anyone yet…on my own. Becca didn’t count because that was Troy’s idea. I assisted. Troy had killed a couple on vacation, and my dad helped teach him maiming techniques. Bo killed his entire family and sat around in their blood for days. Never mind the countless animals he’d slaughtered since, and it was only a matter of time before he killed the old man he lived with. Only Dad knew what Uncle Abel got up to. As for my dad, he had a new person strapped down at least once a month and was hunting hard to find prey, but that wasn’t the point.

I was the one everyone watched like I would erupt and sink the entire family, even though I hadn’t murdered a damn thing other than some bugs. Screw them. Screw all of them.