Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

balance, but…
She fought. Like many of us should have learned how to
do so much sooner.
“Enough,” I said.
But he didn’t hear me. He kept struggling with her.
I said it louder, “Enough!”
Trevor froze for a moment, turning his head.
I charged over, grabbed him, and threw him off, reaching
down and dragging Rika back up to her feet by her sweatshirt.
“Stop crying,” I gritted out, holding her by collar. “We
weren’t going to hurt you, but now you know that we can.”
I grabbed her by the back of her hair, her face flushed,
upset, and still scared out of her mind, just like Winter that
first night I broke in. “Michael doesn’t want you, and neither
do we,” I breathed out. “You get that? I want you to stop
watching us and stop following us like a pathetic dog begging
for someone to notice her.” And then I shoved her away,
seeing Winter stumbling back from me. “GGet a fucking life of
your own, Rika, and stay the hell away from us. No one wants
you.”
Tears welled in her eyes, and she spun around and ran into
the forest, toward her home, as fast as she could.
“What the hell was that?” Trevor spat out, whipping off his
mask.
His blondish hair was sweaty, and he scowled at me as he
shot Kai’s mask to me like a basketball. I caught it and turned
away, yanking the car door open and climbing in.
I wanted to fuck with her. Maybe fuck her, too, or anyone
just to get my head clear—but goddammit—that wasn’t…
He wasn’t stopping.
She wasn’t having fun.
She believed she was in actual danger, and all I could feel
was my mother on top of me like Trevor was on top of her.