Whyis he still so beautiful?
The heartbreaker of Bardstown High. The Wild Mustang.
The gorgeous villain.
The guy who broke my heart. And whose car I stole and drowned in the lake for revenge.
Who a second later looks away from the girl, his gaze landing on me.
Just like that.
Just like always.
As if he knew I was standing here, in this exact spot. As if he knew that I was watching him.
And so after two long years, on a random Friday night, standing in my favorite bar in Bardstown, I see him.
I see the guy I haven’t seen in two years.
The guy I never wanted to see after what he did to me.
Chapter Three
The last time I saw Reed Roman Jackson, it was my last day of school, my freshman year.
I was walking over to the parking lot at the end of the day, to get to my brother, Ledger’s, truck so we could go home, when I saw him in his car.
Well, nothiscar.
His Mustang, from what I’d heard, was in the shop after what I did to it.
I didn’t know what he was doing there because I was under the impression that he’d left for the day. That was why I was taking that route, where I knew he usually parked his car.
But now that I’d seen him, I didn’t know what to do.
I was frozen in my spot. Unable to move. Unable to look away.
Maybe because he was alone and I hadn’t seen him alone since that night when everything happened.
Since that night, he’d always been with a group of people. He’d always been busy and surrounded, unaware of my existence.
That day though, he was alone.
He had his eyes closed and he was sitting in the car with the music on and the windows down. I was too far away to know what he was listening to but I remember wondering if it was one of our songs.
Songs that I danced to for him.
It was silly of me to think that, to even entertain that thought after everything.
But standing there, I couldn’t stop the rush of memories.
The rush of those moments when he’d drive me around in his Mustang and take me to the woods. When he’d put on music, sit on the hood of his car and watch me dance.
And the rush was so strong that my legs moved on their own.
My legs wanted to go to him.
Iwanted to go to him.
