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“What’s going on is, I need to leave. I don’t belong here, and I…” She started to go, pulling away from me again. “I’m sorry I asked. I shouldn’t have asked. It was selfish, but I need to go. Please.”

If she was going or doing whatever she was doing, she wasn’t going by herself. At least if I was with her, I could control this shit.

And be with her.

Fact of the matter was, the moment she asked me to take her away, I knew I would. She had me like that, always fucking had me.

I’d do anything for her.

Chapter Forty-Four

Dorian

“So, you going to tell me what’s going on?” I studied Sloane in the passenger seat, her feet up, her arms on her knees. We’d been driving for over an hour, and she’d said little more than two words to me.

She tugged her hood up, her hoodie under her coat. “I told you I’d tell you when we get there.”

She’d said that my family’s cabin was the destination. She wouldn’t let me go to the one in Maywood Heights, though. She said she wanted to get out of town, and I was only doing this shit because I was trying to restore some trust with us.

I dampened my lips. “I can’t keep whatever this is from my parents.” My gaze hit the road, my focus hard. I already wasn’t happy I hadn’t called them yet, but again, I was trying to restore some trust here. If I called them, I knew they’d tell me to turn right back, and I had to in order to keep their trust. I’d fucked up a lot of things lately, and I wasn’t trying to disappoint any of the people I cared about. I faced her. “I’m calling them when we get there.”

She said nothing, never did. Instead, she chose to hide her face inside her hood. Her cheek touched the door, and the way she curled up on that thing, it was like she was trying to get away from me, and that shit didn’t sit right.

I decided to keep driving.

I’d needed gas before this drive so I had to stop once we hit state lines. Sloane said she had to use the bathroom so that worked out. After I finished, I waited by the bathrooms for her. She was acting weird, and I didn’t want to risk her running.

I heard her voice on the inside.

Muted, I pressed my ear to the door, but it was definitely her voice.

“Yeah, we’re still on the way to his family’s cabin, and I don’t need to hear it from you, okay?” Sloane breathed out, her voice low. “I’m sorry.”

I angled off the door but didn’t leave when I heard her flush the toilet. I wanted her to see I’d been listening, and when she came out, she walked right into my chest.

“Shit. Fuck.” Her head shot up, a gasp to her lips.

But then she realized it was me.

Almost instantly, her body fucking sagged, my presence relief. I preferred that over anything, but I didn’t get why she was so jumpy. I focused on her. “Who were you talking to?”

As if she remembered, she gripped her phone. “Bruno. Before we left the city, I texted him I was leaving with you. Told him I needed time. Needed space. Anyway, I called him just now to let him know I was fine.” Her gaze averted, her lip lodged in her mouth. “Can we go please?”

I didn’t want to do anymore of this, and since when the fuck did she leave her brother behind in any type of capacity? I pressed a hand to the wall above her, cutting her off. “Since when do you leave your brother anyway?”

“Since I do need space, and if you fail to remember, he got it once.” Flustered, she weaved her fingers through her hair. “And when he needed it, everyone gave that to him.”

This was different, and she knew that.

“Let me through. You said you’d take me to the cabin.”

I got her wrist, angling a look down. “It’s not a good idea for us to just up and leave and not tell everyone. I told you. I’m not keeping this shit from my parents and definitely not yours.”

By the grace of God, none of them had realized we were gone yet. Me, probably because I was supposed to be in fucking school. As far as Sloane herself, she was supposed to be sick up in her room.

Her jaw shifted. “You also said you’d take me to the cabin first and let me talk to you about things when I was ready.”

Because there were things. There was something going on, and I was only waiting on the details due to fear. Things were shit between us, but I felt like I was making things almost worse by supporting her. Enabling her and whatever this was.

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