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“I know Me too I miss you” I hear the pout in her voice “Maybe Martel can drive and pick you up…”

“No,” I snap,in I never want to ask for or accept help, sometimes to my own detrio slow, get back to Lydia’s It’s closer than you or heading back to school”

The thought makes my stomach sink but it’s the safest option

“Where is she?” I hear Martel’s ruround

“Where are you?” Bria repeats his question into the phone

“I don’t want him to come…”

“Put her on speaker” Martel again and I hear the soft click then his voice “Alice?”

“Yes, Martel,” I singsong, feigning irritation because I don’t want hi

“Where are you?”

“I don’t want you to come—”

“Where are you? I didn’t say I was co, just tell me where you are”

“I’inaw”

“Here’s what I want you to do Roan’s faht”

“Wait? What? No, I can make it back to Lydia’s” Roan is Martel’s best friend Martel has money, but Roan is filthy with it fro up on his doorstep like Oliver Twist