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Thankfully the conversation shifted and I was half invested in listening to the topic of discussion when Sebastian nudged my shoulder, holding up the wine bottle he’d just topped his cup off with.

I shook my head, like I should’ve done yesterday, but Jae interrupted.

“He doesn’t drink either. Solidarity.”

Seb’s brows furrowed and he slowly placed the bottle back down on the table.

“Oh.” He looked between Jae and I curiously and I started sweating again.

Cheese and fucking rice, this was getting ridiculous. Maybe it was time I just dropped the bomb.

Not now. Fuck that.

Maybe tonight.

Alone, with just my parents.

The water in my stomach turned to a heavy ice block and I kept to myself the rest of the meal.

Thirty-Seven

July 31, Friday

Enoch

By the time we made it home I was on pins and needles. I was anxious as hell, wanting to get it over with but also delay it as long as possible.

I was putting the leftovers away in the fridge when I turned around to find Esther holding up my phone.

Shiloh was calling me.

My heart raced and I quickly grabbed my phone swiping to answer the call.

“Hey, baby,” I greeted, feeling awkward as my parents, Esty and Jae were all present to listen in on my conversation. “How’s the tattoo going?”

I frowned at her lack of immediate response. My mind immediately rushed to her relapsing and I swallowed thickly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

I awkwardly headed for the deck, wanting some privacy but not having a room to do so in.

“I’m fine.”

“You’re hiding something,” I challenged, closing the slider behind me and stepping towards the railing to lean against it. I recoiled when I was met with dampness and realized it had only just stopped raining as I was driving home. It was still bright out despite the late hour, and I scanned the overgrown yard while I waited for her to confess.

Shiloh sighed. “I left.”

“You left?”

“Yeah. I didn’t finish the tattoo.”

“Okay,” I drawled, putting the pieces together.

“It felt wrong, I…I got that feeling, like, that rush. And I didn’t stop him, at least not right away.”