Flutter
Page 78“Yeah, what?” Jane sounded bored.
“Jane?” I asked tentatively. “Where are you?”
“Out. Your place was a drag,” Jane yawned.
“Really? You’re calling us a ‘drag?’” I asked. Mae peered at me with concern, but Jack rolled his eyes and walked to the other side of the room.
“No, you’re not.” Jane sighed. “Look, I know you guys have been really good to me, and I appreciate all your hospitality. But… the thing is, I need a bite.”
“We have food here, Jane. You didn’t need to-”
“No, not a bite to eat,” Jane cut me off. “I need to be bitten.”
“But… No,” I shook my head. “We just got you out of there. That life is bad for you, and you know it.”
“Jonathan is bad for me, and I got a little carried away on Halloween.” Jane made it sound like she had a drink too many at an office party. She had almost died because a vampire was eating her throat. “But I still love the way it feels, and I’ve just been craving it.”
“Jane!” I shouted, incredulous. “No! You will die if you keep it up!”
“No, Jane! Wait!” I said, but she’d already hung up.
“What’s going on? Where is she?” Mae asked.
“I don’t know.” I shook my head and tried calling her again, but it went right to voicemail. “Dammit. She shut off her phone.”
“What did she say? Why did she leave?” Mae asked.
“She, um…” I considered lying to Mae, but what was the point? “She wanted to go get bit. I guess she’s going back to being a bloodwhore.”
“No!” Mae’s eyes widened with terror. “She can’t! She’ll die!”
“I know. I told her that.” I was taken aback by her intensity, and I looked to Jack for help.
“Mae, she’s a junkie,” Jack said, not unkindly. Considering how much he currently disliked Mae and Jane, he was handling this quite well. “The last high had worn off from being bit, and she had to go out and get another fix. You can’t keep her here for a couple days and expect to cure her.”
“No. She was doing so well,” Mae shook here head fiercely. “I refuse to believe she willingly went back out there. I’ve got to find her.”
“You don’t know that!” Mae insisted. “I’m going out after her.” With that, she walked out.
“Mae!” I went to stop her as she left the room, but Jack put his hand on my arm.
“Let her go,” Jack said. “She’s not going to listen to reason anymore than Jane will.”
I ran my hands through my hair and stared out the door. Across the hall, Mae had left Peter’s bedroom door open, and I could see into the empty disaster that had been Jane’s space.
“Do you think we should go after Jane?”
“Where?” Jack stared across the hall at the same thing I was. “Do you know where she went?”
“No. It feels weird just letting Jane go, though.” I chewed my lip.
“You can’t save her if she doesn’t want to be saved,” Jack smiled sadly at me.
I knew he was right, but I just hated the way it felt. We had gone through a lot of trouble to get her here, and Bobby had risked his life. I thought Jane had really seen the error of her ways, but she just needed a place to crash. Jack put his hand on my back, and I leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder.
“I know.” I wasn’t sure if I really believed it, but I had to hope it was true. Jack kissed the top of my head and pulled away from me. “Hey, where are you going?”
“Taking a rain check on tonight.” He went over to the closet and changed into his pajamas. When he walked out, he was still pulling his shirt on over his head. “The mood is kind of destroyed.”
“I can reset the mood,” I offered with a smile, but it felt plastic even to me. I wanted to want him, but my heart wasn’t really in it just then. He walked over to me, and I put my hand on his chest, amending my sentiments. “It could be a really good distraction.”
“Probably,” Jack agreed, smiling. “But I’d like to be more than just a distraction.” He kissed my forehead before heading out of the room. “I’ll be in the den if you need me.”
I stayed awake long after Jack left. I should’ve convinced him to stay with me, even if we didn’t do anything. In a house overflowing with people, I felt strangely lonely. After everything I had tried to do for Jane, it had inevitably been a failure.
Even if I saved her today, what about tomorrow? Or the day after? Eventually she would die, and all my efforts would amount to decomposing in the dirt. Everything suddenly felt really pointless, but I tried to shake it off and get some sleep.