Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

I open the door, my heart skipping when it gives way. How did I know
they would think they were safe enough to never lock their door? No one
steals from Macon Jaeger, right?
“Clay!” Amy shouts.
I walk in, my friends following, all of us tracking mud into the terracotta
foyer. Stairs sit right in front of us, and I look left and right, finding a living
room—if you can call it that—and a pool table in what should probably be
the dining room.
The chandelier suddenly illuminates, lighting up the whole space, and I
hit the switch, shutting it off again. “Flush the bong water out of your head,”
I growl at Milo.
Dumbass.
We filter out around the house, Milo and Krisjen heading for the kitchen
and the beer, while Amy stays with me, and Callum inspects a tarnished
silver candlestick before dropping it to the ground.
The crystal candy dish goes next, crashing into a hundred pieces on the
tile, and I hear a commotion in the kitchen, knowing Milo is trashing the
place. I pause, but then I realize Macon Jaeger almost killed me tonight, so
fuck him.
“Don’t do that!” Krisjen yells to her boyfriend right before I hear
something shatter.
“Shut up,” Milo tells her.
“God, you’re an asshole.”
“What are you gonna do about it?”
I round the railing to the stairs, their voices disappearing as I ascend,
remembering her in the locker room this week. Come to my shitty house
tonight. Sweat with me between the sheets.
Climbing the stairs, I draw in the scent of her that fills this house, hating
how cold it is and how you can smell the mildew in the wood, but… While
my house is clean, always tidy, and bright, it’s doesn’t have something hers
does.
Gliding my hand up the railing, I take in the pictures on the wall on my
way up, seeing some missing, as well, by the looks of the outlines where
portraits once hung. Mismatched frames and some with broken glass feature
black and whites and some from a hundred years ago, probably great
grandparents and other ancestors.
There’s one of their whole family, including Liv’s dad, crowded into an