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“Do you know where Sophie went last night?”
His eyebrows shot up and he pulled himself to a sitting position. “Home? How the fuck should I know?”
That ominous feeling rode me hard. The horrible, gut-wrenching feeling that I might actually never see her again. Ever.
“This is your fault,” I said, more out of habit than anything else.
“No, this is your fault because you’re an asshole and an alcoholic.”
That annoyed me. I didn’t need his opinion. “Fuck you.”
“Yeah, likewise.” Christian was still stretched out on his bunk, not looking at me. “Thanks to you I’m going to sit here for who knows how long, missing work because you know Mom can’t bail us out.”
I knew he was probably right and hot shame filled my mouth. My mother didn’t need this. I couldn’t even defend myself because I had completely lost control. I rubbed my jaw. “Did they say what the charges were?” I hadn’t paid attention once I had been cuffed.
“Assault. You also got public intoxication and drunk and disorderly.”
God, we’re the wonder twins in reverse. Asshole twins. Punk-ass twins. Fuckup twins. “Did you really have to hit me?” I touched the back of my skull. I felt dried blood. “It wouldn’t have been that bad if you hadn’t swung back.”
“What was I supposed to do? Stand there and take it?” He shook his head. “Whatever, man.”
“You can drop the charges, right, since you’re my brother?”
“I think they’re going to drop all the charges. We’re still in our street clothes. The sheriff is just pissed at us and teaching us a lesson. Though the public intoxication one might stick.”
“I don’t care about that.” I didn’t. It wasn’t my first time being arrested for being a dick in public. “I just hope Sophie is okay.” Then I instantly regretted saying that out loud.
“Besides being totally embarrassed and having her feelings hurt in the most public way possible? I’m sure she’s fine.”
My gut dropped at hearing the truth spoken so matter-of-factly. I leaned over and tossed everything into the metal toilet in the corner. If I were her, I would ghost my ass. I would never speak to me ever again. She would be totally justified in cutting me off without a word. And that felt like the worst possible thing ever.
“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, and fuck.”
I kicked the bars of the cell, which hurt like hell. “Fuck.”
“Feel better?” Christian asked.
“No. So feel free to enjoy my misery.”
“Jordan brothers. You’re getting out.” The sheriff deputy was a guy in his thirties who was well acquainted with my father, and from what I understood, my baby sister.
“Who bailed us out?” Christian asked, sitting up.
“See for yourself.”
I couldn’t remember the guy’s name but considering I had seen him running around with my sister, I thought he was being a little pompous. I just rubbed my jaw and the back of my neck while he unlocked us. He had papers for us to sign and then he returned my cell phone and wallet to me.
When we walked into the waiting room Sophie and Bella were there. I drew up short, my heart in my throat.
Sophie was avoiding eye contact with me in a way that made me hate myself. Bella looked wretchedly hungover. “You bailed us out?” I asked Sophie, astonished. “Thank you, baby. And I’m sorry. My God, I’m so sorry.”
Sophie looked rigid, and her nostrils flared. “I just drove Bella here because she didn’t feel well this morning. She is the one who bailed you both out.”
I deserved that. In fact, I deserved to still be in that cell.
“Why are you bailing me out?” Christian asked Bella. “But thank you, I appreciate it.”
“Because I called you a local loser and accused you of stealing my credit card.” Bella looked miserable and ashamed.
