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“Thanks,” she said, but mostly to me. She’d been hesitant to talk to me, shy. Thatcher’s sister may be more soft-spoken in general, but she wasn’t shy when it came to telling things like it was. Lately, though, she’d been tiptoeing. “We’re conducting another search tonight. Murphy’s Park if you want to come, Dorian.”
I’d heard that, but besides not wanting to fucking go there, I didn’t see the point. They’d already searched the park, her group, the authorities…
I didn’t want to tell her any of this was pointless. For all we knew, Sloane wasn’t even here in town anymore.
Don’t do that pessimistic shit.
“I’ll be there,” I said, head lowered. I shoved a fry in my mouth, but Bow wasn’t leaving.
“How have you been?” She put her flyers down. “I heard the parents saying you hadn’t been sleeping so…”
It was nice my business was all out there, and I was sure that’d all gone through the parental network just like anything else.
Thatcher and Wells stayed silent across the table, and I panned away to smile at Thatcher’s sister. “I’m good. Like I said, I’ll be there tonight.”
She nodded, leaving things at that. She took her stuff, and with her gone, I had Thatcher clear the table. All that had remained besides us were Court people at this point, but I needed to talk to my buddies alone.
“I’m worried about Wolf,” I said, getting right into it. I leaned in. “He’s talking about going out on his own. He mentioned shit last night before you guys got there.”
When Wells and Thatcher arrived, we’d all gone into cheer up Wolf mode, so we hadn’t been able to talk. At least, candidly. We’d eaten pizza, played videos games. There might have been a little porn involved, but I’d done homework when all that started. I didn’t want to look at other girls.
They weren’t any others.
Noa Sloane had everything, my mind and my fucking body now. It was fucking frustrating as shit, and if I wasn’t so worried about her, I’d be pissed at her. I could probably nut off to a picture of her at this point before any kind of time spent with the best porn. She had my heart and mind.
Wells had been texting before I spoke, Thatcher too. They both immediately stopped, and Thatcher pushed my tray over. He’d acquired it and eaten half the fucking food. “What? Like before? That shit before when his parents caught his ass in California?”
Needless to say, none of us had forgotten that time. It’d been scary, for all of us. “I don’t fucking know. I just know if we don’t find her soon, he’s going to do something stupid, and I might be right there with him.” I was beyond hiding feelings at this point. Emotions. “We’ve got to do something.”
“What? You know our hands are tied.” Wells cuffed his arms, his jacket off and laying across the lunch table. He pulled fingers through dark roots, a sharp contrast to his normal blond. Seemed like he was growing it out. His jaw shifted. “Why didn’t he tell us about her? We might have been able to prevent this. All of it.”
I thought about that too, how all of this could have probably been prevented had Wolf just told us about her. If he’d told anyone about her. I shook my head. “I gave him reasons to doubt her.” He hadn’t trusted her or was at least trying to figure out if he could. He’d mentioned that, and even though our friend hadn’t shared exactly why he’d kept things from us, I had a big feeling it had to do with me. “It’s my fault. I thought she was caught up in shit involving my grandpa. Wolf was trying to prove he could trust her, I think. He was trying to help me. He was…”
Wells tapped my shoulder with his fist. “We don’t know Wolf’s reasons, and even if they had something to do with you, whatever, man. It’s not important.”
But it was. It was everything. I squeezed my arms. “He’s going to go rogue. I know he is, and I’m about to lose my shit too. I just don’t get why she’d fucking leave.” She ran again instead. She ran from me again. I placed my fingers to my mouth. “I just don’t get it.”
She had to know the chaos it would cause and the fury that would arise in me.
I mean, I told her I love her.
She was physically cutting me apart on the inside and, little by little, driving me to do something stupid. Something like lie to my parents again, which was the opposite of what I wanted to do. I really wanted to regain their trust, but the fact of the matter was more could be done. My grandfather had offered to help, and he should be.
He owed her that.
I still didn’t trust my grandfather, but like shit with Charlie, I was willing to milk that fucker for all he was worth. If Grandpa wanted to help, he should be fucking helping.
I might just go to him again if something didn’t change soon, and the thought made me ill. I didn’t want to lie to my parents.
I didn’t want to lose any more of their respect.
“Maybe she just needs time.”
Wells had been about to say something and me too actually. I didn’t know what he’d been about to say, but we both stopped since Thatcher had spoken. Thatch had a fist to his mouth, his gaze studying the table.
I sat up. “What are you talking about?”
“I’m saying what I said.” Thatcher lowered his fist, shrugging his big shoulders. “There’s probably a reason she left, and maybe she just needs to work that shit out.”
