What the hell did I do last night?And how did April end up here? Did I fuck her? I don’t remember shit!
I run a hand through my hair to smooth the strands that are standing every which way. There are dark circles under my bloodshot eyes and a cut in the corner of my upper lip. Not the first time I’ve woken up in this situation, just wondering how April got involved in it.
The bathroom door opens, and Titan enters. He takes one look at me naked and shakes his head, shifting his gaze away. He tosses me the gray sweatpants that are in his hand, and I sit my ass on the side of the tub to put them on, not trusting my balance to stand.
Once I have them on, I place my elbows on my knees and lean forward. My face falls into my hands. “What happened?” I wince at the roughness of my voice and clear my throat, rubbing my throbbing temples.
“You got fucked up,” he answers simply.
“No.” I shake my head. “We had plans.”
“She found you at the Airport. On drugs and with Lucy.”
“Fuck!”How did I end up with Lucy?I can’t remember. And what the fuck was I on? “What did I do?” I ask roughly. “With… Lucy?” I hate having to ask that question, but it’s a possibility. The drugs and women go hand-in-hand. I get high and get my dick sucked. Then I pass out and wake up alone. And I’ve always been okay with that.
“That’s something you need to discuss with April,” he answers.
That doesn’t make me feel better. I drop my hands and lift my head to stare up at him.
He leans against the closed bathroom door with his arms crossed over his chest, wearing a scowl on his face. “She and Jasmine found you passed out in a room on the floor.” I swallow. “Jasmine called me. April was crying.” I close my eyes. “Said they couldn’t get you to wake up, but you had vomited on her.”
“Fuck. Fuck!”
He sighs. “Emilee and I came back from New York early, so we picked you guys up. Brought you both back to our place. I had some Kingdom shirts in my car, so Emilee helped April clean up and change. I put you in the shower and cleaned you off.”
I stand, and the room sways, so I place my hand on the wall to stabilize myself.
Titan steps into me. “She didn’t want to stay with you.”
Then why did I wake up with her?“But she?—”
“She stayed because she didn’t want you to die in your own vomit while you slept off whatever the fuck you had taken.” His voice rises. “She didn’t want that on her conscience. Whatever the hell you’re doing, you need to stop.”
My eyes narrow on him. “What does that mean?” My drugs and drinking aren’t new to them.
“Whatever fascination you have with April, cut it off now.”
“Fuck you, Titan.” I push off the wall.
He shoves me back, then steps forward, pinning my back to the wall next to the tub. “I’ve never told you what to do, Grave. It’s not my place. But whatever you’re doing with her. Call it off. Now!”
“Fucking move.” I shove him, but he doesn’t budge. He’s too strong, and I’m too weak at the moment. A night of endless drugs will do that to you.
He leans down, his lips by my ear. “She’s better than you. Deserves better than you.” I stiffen at his words. “She cares toomuch for someone who has a death wish. Stick with fucking Lucy. She’s more your speed.” Then he steps back, digs his hand into his pocket, and fishes out a bottle of pills. “April found these in your jeans.” He throws them at my chest before exiting.
I spin around and punch the fucking wall, putting a hole in the Sheetrock. Leaning my head against it, I close my eyes as I calm my breathing.
He’s right.
April doesn’t belong in my world. My mess. Lucy reveled in it. Begged for another hit. Begged for me to bring another girl into our bed. She likes her life dirty. Just like me. But I’ve been clean. For April. So why did I fuck it up?
I push off the wall, yank the bathroom door open, and go to storm out of the bedroom, but come to a halt when I see April standing by the bed. Her ice-blue eyes are red and swollen.
APRIL
He stands therestaring at me with hard eyes, as though last night was my fault. His gaze falls to my legs, and I push the oversized shirt down, trying to cover myself.
He notices and looks away from me, his jaw sharpening.
