Duality: Vol 1, Melancholia (A New Adult Paranormal Romance) - Plot & Excerpts
Holder. As far as I was concerned, it couldn’t hurt to have the principal watching that guy a little closer. I knew my parents would be on the phone with Mr. Tweeds over the weekend, now. Surely they would have his home number and cell too, just like they always did at every new school. Copies of police reports and restraining orders always gave them special privileges and an inside track to authority.I didn’t get back to my room until after eight. Glancing at my pillow, I walked over to my dresser and pulled out my pajamas. I was determined to not look at my phone until tomorrow morning. Nothing would make me check my messages until then. If I did, I knew I’d answer them and then blow everything.My phone rang as I was pulling my shirt over my head. Not wanting my parents to hear it, I raced over and grabbed it from under my pillow. Jazzy Butts was calling.“Hello?” I pressed my phone to my ear and spoke in low tones, staring at the door while praying my parents wouldn’t choose that moment to come in.“Why aren’t you answering my texts, woman? You think I’ve got nothing better to do than get eyeball cancer from staring at my damn cell screen all night?”My smile came through in my voice. “Sorry. I was stuck downstairs with my parents and my phone was under my pillow in my room.”“What was it doing there?”“Long story. What’s up?”“Party. Kootch broke his vow of silence and invited us. And by us, I’m pretty sure he meant you, but whatever. I’m going and so are you.”“Dammit, I wish I could.” I stared harder at the door. “But my parents would never let me go in a million years.”“Lame. But you don’t need to ask for their permission. Just go.”I laughed bitterly. “Yeah,right. I’ll just walk out the front door and come back when I feel like it.”“You got it half right. Front door, no. Window? Yes.”“I live on the second floor.”“Fine. Front door it is. But you have to go. If you don’t, then I can’t, and if I don’t get out of this empty house and intermingle with some other humans, I’m liable to do anything. Shaving cream might be involved. I might even go throw more stones at Kootch, and then where will we be?”I laughed, wishing more than anything I could go.“You don’t want to be responsible for that, do you?”
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