Lies in Blood (73 page)

“
I know.” She nodded against his chest.

“
Have you told Ara?”

Her head moved in a no. “I’ve never found the words.”

“
To tell me what?” I asked, standing up then to make my presence known.

Emily spun around in Blade’s arms, her brown eyes going wide. “Ara.”

“
Emily.” I moved a bit closer, stepping cautiously. Somehow, right now, I got the sense that I was the last person she wanted to see. “What were you talking about?”

“
You were
listening
?” she yelled, jerking forward.

“
I was passing by, and I. . .” I smirked at Blade. “I thought Blade was finally confessing his love for you. I just wanted to listen.”

“
Living vicariously through
me
now, huh?” she said sarcastically.

“
If you must know—” I propped both hands on my hips, checking under the table quickly to see if the apple was hidden enough. “Yes. And I’m sorry for that, but . . . I just wanted to see you happy. That’s all.”

Her dead-straight spine relaxed again, and Blade and I followed suit.

“
So you knew he was in love with me, too?” she asked, jerking her head at Blade.

I couldn't help but smile.

She rolled her eyes, but I knew the action didn’t fit the feeling. She was happy—happier than I’d seen her in ages.

“
So, what was it Mike couldn’t handle, Em? Why did you break up?”

She sighed, looked at Blade, then moved over and took my hand. “I need to show you something.”

“
O . . . kay.” I noticed her nervousness enough to check Blade's reaction, too. He was about as tense as a lamb in a field of wolves.

Emily ducked her head and lifted it again, sweeping her hair back off her shoulder. “Look.”

“
I see a scar and—” I looked a bit closer, and just above the little silver scar left from the day Jase turned her was a tiny greenish-black dot—like a tattooed freckle. “A Mark?”

She drew her hair back over her shoulder. “Yes.”

“
From . . . like what humans get when they have sex with a vampire?”

She nodded.

“
But . . . Mike was your first and last. And he was Lilithian by the time you guys had sex. And Lilithians don’t leave—”

“
Mike was not this poor girl’s first.” Blade exhaled his words.

An invisible rug came out from under my feet. “What do you mean? Who was?”

Blade cleared his throat. “
Your
husband.”

A vacuum slowly sucked the air from the room, my mouth going completely dry.

“
Ara?” Emily stepped forward, but I waved her off, walking blindly toward the glass doors.

“
Ara?” Blade tried, too, his voice going straight to my inner message bank.

David and Emily.

David and Emily.

He slept with her.

He held her like he held me.

His hands on her hips; his lips touching hers; his naked body completely wrapped up in hers.

All the images of them dancing together at my house—Emily in her green dress; David, so tall and so handsome—came rushing back to haunt me, blending and mixing with my own images of David’s naked body, scattering everything I thought I knew and replacing it with
her
. And him. Naked. Together.

The ground changed from wood floors to stone steps to long, swishy grass under my feet, until I reached the sunny clearing and fell to my knees a few hundred feet from my oak tree, sinking my hands into the ground to hold myself up.

“
Ara?”

“
Emily,” I said into the earth, watching another tear fall between my knees.

“
I'm sorry you had to find out that way.” Her shadow darkened my hands as she stood over me.

I sobbed a little harder. “Was there a better way to find out?”

“
I guess not.”

“
Ara?” Jason’s arms wrapped my body and he swept me into his chest. “Damn it. Don't run off like that.”

“
Like what?”

He leaned out, wiping his thumbs down my tear-soaked face. “I called to you several times. You just ignored me.”

“
I’m sorry.”

“
Don’t be sorry, Ara. You just scared me, is all.”

I looked at Emily then, and the pity in her eyes made it all hurt so much more. She knew. All along. She knew what it was like to be with my husband. She lied to me. He lied to me. Why would they do that?

“
How did she find out?” Jason asked Emily in a very short, almost harsh tone.

“
Wait!” I pushed away from him, falling back in the grass on my palms. “
You
knew?”

“
Only recently.” He reached for me again.

I moved away. “How recent?”

“
The day I turned Em.”

“
That's not really what I call recent.”

“
I know. And I tried to tell you, but everything happened after that. Then I was supposedly dead. And there hasn’t really been a good moment to break your heart like that with the news, Ara. Not to mention—” He sat down on his butt with a huge sigh. “David really
should
have been the one to tell you.”

I bit my lips and turned my gaze on Em. “Why didn't
you
tell me? You could have told me from the first day we became friends, and it would’ve been okay, Emily. But you lied to me, you—”

“
She didn't lie, Ara.”

“
What do you mean?”

“
David erased it,” Jason said, offering Emily his hand; she took it and sat down across from him. “Emily didn’t even know.”

“
You didn’t know you slept with him?” I asked accusingly, drawing the rest of that spiteful attack back in since, continuing would make me a hypocrite. “But you. . .”

“
She was a virgin, yes,” Jason answered the question I wanted to ask.

“
Then you were—”

“
Bound to him.” She nodded, resting her chin on her knee. “I was obsessed with David, Ara, believed it was love, but—”

“
Then, how come you suddenly remembered? Or did David actually tell you?”

“
She didn't
suddenly
remember,” Jase said. “When she came to me, the day I bit her, it…she was so upset. She was mad at me for what I did to you at the masquerade, but her anger went beyond caring for a friend.”

“
We got in a fight about how he left me,” she added.

“
And then the truth came out,” Jase said, “that she never loved me.”

“
I told him I was always in love with David—that I used Jason to get past that.”

“
Oh, Jase.” I cocked my head, eyes of sympathy offering him wordless condolences.

“
I was okay. But it didn’t make a whole lot of sense—for her to be in love with David. She didn’t really even like him that much.” He laughed when he looked at Emily, and even she managed a small smile. “I read her mind—saw all the times she just wanted to whack him with a baseball bat.”

“
I knew it was wrong to feel that way,” Em added. “To hate someone so much but find yourself crying every night because they won’t ever love you. I mean, every time he looked at me, I’d wish he’d see that I was the one for him but, inside, if I really thought about it, there was nothing I actually liked about David.”

“
When I realised this, I swept her hair back and, sure enough, she was Marked,” Jason said. “I could’ve given her the memory back. I could have made her aware that this obsession was purely a spirit bind, but it would’ve eventually killed her.”

“
I’d been admitted into psychiatric care already,” Emily said, her voice shaking. “When I told you I’d seen a counsellor over losing Jason, I lied—”

“
It was always about David.” I nodded to myself.

Jason slid over to wrap his arm around me. “She would’ve killed herself eventually. So, I immortalised her to break the bind.”

“
And that's why you never told me the reason you bit her.” I looked up at him quickly. “That's why you avoided it.”

He nodded. “I always planned to tell you, though, Ara.”

“
But you. . .” I eyed Emily’s neck. “You ripped her apart when you—”

“
I had to make it look like an attack. She wasn’t conscious at the time. I wouldn’t do that.”

“
Oh my God.” I covered my lips with the very tips of my fingers. “Jase, I hated you so much for turning her like that. I—”

“
I know.” He took my hand away from my mouth and kissed it. “But I knew you’d learn the truth eventually. It was better for you to hate me at the time than David.”

“
Why?”

“
You were so fragile. You thought you needed him to survive, which—” He laughed, looking away for a second, “—turns out wasn’t just a psychological dependence, like I thought. It was physical.”

“
Physical?”

“
Yeah. You literally needed him to survive. Without his blood, Ara, you’d have gotten pretty sick.”

“
Oh, right.” I rolled my eyes at myself. “So . . . does David know you remember, Em?”

She nodded. “The first memory that came back to me was . . . that night.”

“
That night?”

“
The night they had sex,” Jase said.

“
But . . . you attacked him when you first woke as a vampire. Was that because of—”

“
Yep.” She bit her lip. “I was kind of reliving it.”

I got up on my knees and crawled a bit closer to her. “Em? What did he do to you?”

She wiped the side of her wrist down her nose, her eyes sparkling with a coat of tears.

“
Emily, did he rape you?”

“
No,” she said, holding a very tight breath, her whole jaw quivering.

“
Do you want me to tell her?” Jason asked softly.

She nodded, sniffling.

“
Ara,” Jase said, “come here.”

I crawled over and snuggled into his waiting arm, then reached across and took Emily's hand; she was so tense, her small hand wet with tears, tight and almost unwilling to be against mine. Like I was the enemy. Or maybe she was afraid I’d hate her. But, right now, I only felt more love for that poor girl than I ever had before. “It’s okay, Em,” I said, shaking her hand a bit. “I'm not mad at you.”

She nodded against her knee, chewing her thumbnail.

“
She knows that, Ara. But she just can’t bear to look you in the eye.”

I squeezed her hand again. “Why? I don’t understand why you’re so upset if you know I’m not mad with you.”

Jason began with a sigh. “She’s never talked about this with anyone.”

“
Except Mike,” she said coldly. “And he hates me now.”

“
Why?”

“
I’m just. . .” She sobbed inaudibly. “He thinks I’m disgusting for letting it happen.”

Jason pulled her into his chest, too, giving her a long kiss on the head, tightening his hold around me at the same time. “You are not disgusting, Emily Pierce. And Mike has no right to blame you.”

“
He
blames
her?” I nearly barfed the words out.

“
He wouldn’t listen when I tried to explain. He just thinks I did it because I loved David.”