Jennifer--s Body -2009- -

The cops ruled it a gas leak. The town buried her on a Tuesday. I stood at the grave until everyone left, then I carved into her headstone with the same scissors:

I’m still hungry too.

For the first time, her face cracked. Just a hairline fracture. “It’s not inside me, Needy. I’m inside it . And it’s always hungry.” She looked at me—really looked, like the old Megan peeking through a keyhole. “Run away. Tonight. Don’t look back.” Jennifer--s Body -2009-