The officer sends him a wicked smile. “I can throw you in with him. Would you like that?”
Before Sebastian can agree to it, I grab him by the collar of his shirt and pull him to me. “You need to fucking go. Now!”
“Heath—”
“I’ll be fine. Just go.”
“But—”
“Please,” I grumble.
Giving me a stiff nod, he backs up.
“Let’s go.” The officer leads him out and he looks over his shoulder to make sure I’m okay. I roll my eyes and flip him the finger. He laughs and disappears around the corner.
When he’s gone, it’s then the reality of the situation dawns on me.
I’m locked in a fucking cell.
For the first time, I’m facing the consequences of my actions.
My parents donate money to the school so it hasn’t held me accountable for all of my inexcusable actions. I get into fights, miss classes and talk rudely to every teacher. They let me get away with a lot, when deep down I know I don’t deserve it.
I should be punished, and maybe this is my punishment. I deserve it.
Pulling away from the bars, I sit down on the cement floor, and lean my head against the wall. The cold surface permeates chills through my body. It cools down my anger and rationality starts to whirl into my thoughts.
There’s an eerie quietness around me, which should haunt me, but instead, I feel calm. Very dim light from the outside sheds into the little room and I soak in it.
It’s cold, silent and dark here.
With my head leaned back, I stare at the ceiling. I think about the person who’s been living in every corner of my mind since the first time I met her.
Hope Hanson.
Is she okay?
Fuck. I can’t help but worry about her.
I’m always worried about her.
I wonder if she’s safe.
My heart squeezes tightly as if someone has plunged their hand into my chest and has that damn organ in their fist. I’m inagony just because Ican’tenvision her in pain, let alonewatchher bear it in real life.
Every emotion that she feels, I feel it ten times more.
In the silence, it’s my heart that speaks first.
I want that girl.
In a way that I want her to be all mine.
After the fair, the kiss, the ferry ride and everything else that happened wasn’t enough, I decided to go up to her room and spend some time with her.Okay fine. The real reason was, I wanted to ask her out. Like guys do in her romance books.
So imagine my surprise when I was about to ask her on a date and tell her about my feelings, and her dad knocked on the door in a way that made me confused and angry. I was going to fling the door open and pummel his face, but Hope asked me to hide. So I did.
While listening to their conversation, every piece of the puzzle fell into its place. I saw the full picture that she had been hiding from me at every instance despite the number of times I asked her or assured her.
