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I wasn’t fine Having an idea that soht not be on the up-and-up, was soht in front of your face I didn’t understand that world, didn’t want to understand it, therefore, no matter how hot he was, how much he pulled me out of the monotony of uy for s deep inside me burn

Dovie and I chitchatted souys Bax scared me so much I was nervous and anxious around him, and I think Dovie tried to make him more human, more likable in my eyes, to offset that And Racewell, he spun me around and it took every effort I could make to pretend disinterest instead of rabid curiosity every ti harder and harder to do

I told her good night and sent a ht as well Karsen was a good egg, a kid who deserved to make it out of this house unscathed and unscarred from the state the Carters were currently in She was a s, with the same pale hair I had, but our mom’s brown eyes instead of Dad’s blue like I had She was as sweet as could be, and when she shot back a sht

It hile I washed my face and climbed into the shower that I could finally admit that I was lonely, that I was sad, that I was overwhel and the battle of always keeping the things churning inside me in check In the shower I could cry and no one could tell This wasn’t the life I wanted This wasn’t where I thought I would be at twenty-one, but I had to adapt, had to change in order to do as best for everyone, and that was just the way it was going to be I didn’t have any choice in the matter

I toweled off, ran a brush through a pants and a tank to sleep in The adrenaline froot to fall onto thereally hard not to relive every flick of Race’s tongue, every scrape of teeth, when e It was late, and the only person I thought it could be was Karsen, so I bolted upright and swiped a finger over the screen

It wasn’t fronized at all It was five words, no big deal, but the rock that settled inwas off

You looked so pretty tonight

I just stared for a second before answering back

Who is this?

So sorry I missed you

What in the hell was that supposed to et a response, I just switched off htstand I sat there in the dark for a longhard and a creepy sense of uneasethe hair on the back ofback down on the bed and pulling the covers all the way up over the top of my head

Talking about “ off wasn’t funny, and I was raw enough not to like it one little bit I closed my eyes and my brain started to question why exactly Race had pulled me out the back of the house when everyone else had been sta toward the front door

This is why I didn’t have tiuy like Race If he had been anyone else, his motivations would have never even been in question And what had he meant by “you’re the only one I’m worried about”? It was just because he wanted e But that was itright?