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Page 81 of Save Me

I thought about it. “Surprise me.”

Creed smirked. “Do you still have on the same panties?”

I blushed and shook my head. “I had to change them.”

Colt looked from me to Creed. “So much for getting ice cream.”

“We got ice cream,” Creed said.

“Afterward,” I mumbled.

Creed grinned proudly and asked, “Which panties do you have on now?”

“Joker.”

“The best Joker it is,” Creed said as he scrolled through their digital library on their TV.

I frowned. “By best, you mean Heath Ledger, right?”

Creed shook his head as he scrolled toward the Joker movie starring Joaquin Phoenix.

Colt chuckled and took a step away from me. “I think I’ll go help Keelan.”

“Chickenshit!” Creed yelled as Colt headed for the kitchen.

Colt flipped him off. “You’ll realize your mistake when she’s sleeping in my bed tonight and not yours.”

I folded my arms across my chest as I stared at Creed.

Creed looked from his twin to me, taking in my expression. He cursed and scrolled over toThe Dark Knightinstead.

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A noise woke me.Or at least, I thought I heard a noise. I sat up from where I lay between Colt and Creed and looked around the dark room. The bedroom door was still shut and I couldn’t see anything in the darkness.

Feeling silly, I lay back. Just as I closed my eyes, I heard the doorknob turn. As the door began to open slowly and light from the hall bled into the room, I reached for Creed and Colt. “Wake up,” I whispered, grabbing their shoulders. Before I could shake them, I froze. Their skin was cold and wet.

The door opened wider, casting on us a beam of light. I looked down at my now-wet hands and saw that they were covered in blood. I looked from Colt to Creed, my breathing picking up as my wide eyes took in the horror. Their throats were cut and there was blood down their chests and soaked into the sheets.

“Wake up! Please wake up!” I screamed and shook Creed.

“Shiii...loooh,” a voice sang from the hall just before the light was blocked.

I slowly looked back at the door and there he stood, knife in his hand.

Mr. X.

I shook my head, refusing to believe what I was seeing.

“I found you,” he said and stepped into the room.

“No!”

* * *

“No!” I yelled, sitting up.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Colt’s voice filled my ear before his arms wrapped around me.