“Eli, come on. Don’t be like this. I didn’t ask him to do that.”
I try touching his arm again, and he turns his whole body away from me.
“Not now, Brooke. We’ll discuss this later.” He starts talking to his friends on the other side of him, completely shutting me out.
Silas leans to my side again, and I can’t even look at him right now. I’ll either kiss him or slap him. Both are strong possibilities.
“I would say I’m sorry, but I’m not. I meant what I said. I’ll be here, waiting for you.”
I literally cannot. My boyfriend is sitting right next to me. We’re in public, for fuck’s sake, but Silas doesn’t care at all.
Before I can reply, the buzzer blasts, signaling the end of the first half. Eli stands up and starts moving down the row toward the stairs.
“Are you leaving?” I stand.
“I’m going to get a drink and use the restroom,” Eli says, glancing my way.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Aston look at Bo and hear him mutter, “Who says restroom?”
“Okay, I’ll come get a drink with you.” I follow him and his friends down the row.
“Suit yourself,” he mutters, not bothering to wait for me.
When I look over my shoulder, I see Silas watching me. That boy is trouble with a capital T. And I like it. A little too much.
I turn back to watch where I’m going, and when we reach the top of the stairway, Eli doesn’t bother waiting for me and takes off toward the restroom.
I walk over to the concession stand and lean against the wall, where I can see the exit to the restroom so I can watch for Eli to come out. As I stand there, I see Silas walk into the men’s room.
Fuck.
I feel my phone buzz in my purse, distracting me from the potential disaster happening in the restroom right now, and I reach in and pull it out to see Charlie’s been texting me in rapid-fire.
Charlie: OMG, BROOKE! What the hell?!
Charlie: I just saw the video. I cannot believe Silas did that! Are you okay???
Charlie: Brooke! Answer me before your brother sees it. Bo sent it to the house group chat, and Beck is still on it.
Oh shit.
Brooke: It’s fine. I’m fine. Just a misunderstanding.
Charlie: Uhhhh, what am I misunderstanding? I saw Silas kiss you like y’all were in some romance novel. We’ll talk about this more in detail later. I want to know everything! But are you okay? For real?
Brooke: Yes, I promise. Eli isn’t though. He’s definitely mad. I’m not sure if it’s because Silas kissed me or because he was embarrassed publicly. I guess I’ll find out soon enough. I’m waiting for him to come out of the bathroom.
Charlie: If you don’t go to his place tonight, please come here. I want to know everything!
Another text alert pops up. I swipe with caution.
Beck: Brooke. What. The. Fuck?!
I navigate between my text chains.
Brooke: Beck just texted me. What should I say?
Charlie: Don’t ignore him, or he’ll be upset.
