Heather
"I’m so sorry, Heather," he whispered. "It was an accident. I didn’t an to do it. God! Please know that I—"
Music spilled out from the house as the screen opened behind . Bella, Carlos, and the other guys that I’d taken the shot with ca outside.
"Heather. Where’d you disappear—" Carlos stopped mid-sentence as he looked back and forth between Brent and . "Is he bothering you?"
"I don’t know," I said.
I really had no clue what the hell was going on. My mind was stuck on one thing. It had been an amazing kiss. The best I could ever imagine a kiss being. Even now, in pain, I’d do it again. No doubt. Sothing in the core of needed him, and from the looks of him right now, the feeling was mutual.
When it ca to Brent, all I had were questions. And attraction. But mostly questions.
Carlos and his friends were closing the distance. I pulled my glove back on before any of them got closer. The last thing I needed was another vision.
I glanced back to Brent unsure of how he wanted to play this off. Tears shimred in his eyes.
The sight took my breath away. I was hurt and pissed, rightfully so, but there was nothing to cry about here.
At least I hoped there wasn’t.
"I’m sorry. I honestly didn’t an...I can’t..." Then he lted into the darkness.
What the hell. Why would he do that—kiss like that—and then just run away.
"That guy is one fine piece of at," Bella said.
Her words brought back to reality.
Suddenly I was jealous, and I didn’t like that one bit.
"Bella," Carlos said sharply. He really didn’t like the St. Francis’s guys.
This was a nightmare. Now I was standing there, bleeding, hurting, and any hopes I had of a good reputation were destroyed. These guys were going to think I was a slut.
Bella scoffed as she walked over to . "What? I’m not allowed to look just because he’s one of them?" She stopped short. "Oh my God. Are you bleeding?"
"It’s no big deal. It’s only a scratch."
She took a couple of steps back.
"There’s blood on her shoulder too," Carlos said. He turned a sickly color of green and swallowed.
This wasn’t the reaction I was expecting from them. Why were they freaking out about the blood?
"Holy shit. That was one of the guys from St. Francis’s," one of the other boys said, clearly a bit slow on the uptake. He took a step away from .
"Kind of," I said, trying to downplay it. "Look I know the people from there are supposed to be dangerous, but he’s already graduated, so I’m sure he’s all reford or whatever."
The boy smirked. "It’s not a reform school. It’s a school for—"
"Shut up," Carlos said and glanced at Bella. "Take her ho. She’s not welco here anymore."
There was no stopping the gasp. "I don’t understand. I’m hurt here and you haven’t even asked if I’m okay or offered up any sort of first aid."
Carlos and Bella didn’t even acknowledge . "I don’t want that in my car," Bella whined.
"I’m not a that. I’m a person!" They’d lost their minds. And I had apparently beco invisible since no one was paying attention to anything I said.
"Tough shit. You brought her." Spit flew from Carlos’ mouth as he yelled. "You’re responsible for her. Take. Her. Ho. Now. And don’t you dare think about making her walk. If she changes tonight out in the open, it’d be on your head." He strode back into the house, the other boys close on his heels.
"Hey! I’m right here!" The sound of the door slamming shut made my stomach knot. That was the sound of my social status at Cedar Ridge High going from cool to freak in no ti flat.
"Let’s go." She stord off toward the cars.
I broke the uncomfortable silence as we got in the car. "I don’t understand. Why is it such a big deal?"
"You don’t understand." She rolled her eyes.
"Weren’t you told to stay away from St. Francis’s guys?"
Mr. Langdon did say that. "But Brent is totally normal."
Her laugh was harsh. "No. No, he’s not."
I shivered. I was missing sothing, sothing huge. "What aren’t you telling ?"
"You’ll find out soon enough." She pulled over at my house. "Get out," she said without even looking at .
"Fine. Thanks for a great ti. Really cool, Bella." I hopped out and slamd the door.
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