I hang up and turn to find Mercy watching me, something like hope in her eyes. Which is a really dangerous emotion because it makes you believe in second chances.
"Pack a bag. We're not staying here tonight."
Her eyes widen. "Where are we going?"
"Somewhere safe."
Mercy disappears down the hall as I step outside and light a smoke.
I breathe in failure. Breathe out reality.
Because fuck this place.
And fuck Savannah too.
Maybe she did come here. Maybe she did take care of Mercy.
But she's wearing another man's ring and I'm not fourteen anymore.
I deserve better. Love doesn't wait. Never waits. But I think I deserve more than some jacked-up posturing from Cash as her only goodbye.
Some chapters end with periods.
Others end with matches.
And I have a very strong urge to light this love up and watch it burn.
