Page 145 of Puck Me Back to Life

No nightmares.

No panic.

No tears.

Just sleep.

The sight settles something inside me that I didn't realize had been wound tight since yesterday afternoon. I quietly pull the bedroom door almost closed before walking into the living room.

My phone buzzes in my pocket.

Dante.

Hayes okay?

I smile. Straight to the point.

I respond. Better today. Finally got him to eat.

Three dots appear almost immediately.

Disappear.

Return.

Good.

Another message follows before I have time to answer.

Practice was rough.

My stomach tightens. I sink onto the couch.

What happened?

His response comes almost instantly.

Grove and I got into it.

I stare at the screen.

What happened?

Nothing major.

He made a comment.

I told him to shut the fuck up.

I already know where this is going.

My jaw clenches.

About Kai?

This time it takes him longer to answer.

When the message finally arrives, it's shorter than I expect.