CHAPTER 17
VIOLET
“Violet? What’s wrong?” Lucas burst in behind me and pulled my hair back as I puked.
Well, wasn’t this just déjà vu? I managed to wave a hand, pointing in the direction of the couch, and Lucas retreated.
“What the…?”
I turned to see him on his hands and knees, and the look of disgust on his face told me that firstly, he knew exactly what the blob was, and secondly, he was as shocked as I was to see it there.
Two seconds later, he was on the phone.
“David, get over here… No, now… Because some asshole jerked off in Violet’s trailer and shot his load all over her couch.”
Hearing him put it into words made me heave again, but Lucas was on hand with a hug.
“It’s okay, Vi.”
But it wasn’t. A stranger had invaded my little sanctuary from the outside world and tainted it
