“That was on you for believing you're the smartest person in the room. You should never underestimate the people around you.”
I didn’t know it was possible, but his eyes narrow impossibly further, and his nostrils flare.
“You’re right,” he says with a stiff nod, and for a moment I’m shocked into silence.
Did he just agree with me?
The hair on the back of my neck stands on end again, and that’s all the warning I get.
Thankfully, I learned a long time ago to trust my gut, and I don’t hesitate to run.
I feel him behind me, much closer than he should be so soon, and when I turn the corner, he doesn’t even fall behind a little.The library is right there, only a handful of steps away, and I just know Felix is there waiting for me.
Is he upset that I haven’t come to see him?
Worse, have I hurt his feelings?
Titus snatches me up as if I weigh nothing, and honestly, to him and the rest of them, I probably don’t. I kick and punch his back as he tosses me over his shoulder, but it’s no use; it’s as if he can’t even feel it.
“Put me down!” I huff and puff, having exhausted myself for doing seemingly nothing.
“I won’t let you hurt Julian, even if I can’t stand you.” His words hit me, and with a groan, I stop fighting.
I have no intention of never seeing Felix again, but I can see that Titus really is worried about him hurting me, even if only for Julian’s sake, and while I might not like him, I can respect that.
I don’t want to hurt Julian either.
My head throbs, and I rub at my temple as he walks down the hall toward our dorm. I might not have given up seeing Felix, but I need to find another way, a smarter way, and get some meds because all of this running and fighting has given me another headache.
I’d let Titus taxi me back to the dorm with every intention of taking some medicine, taking a nap, and sneaking out later when he was busy.
Instead, I took medicine, napped, and slept until the next morning.
I swear I set an alarm, but when I checked my phone, there was nothing.
Maybe I just thought I did?
Despite sleeping for nearly fourteen hours, my head still aches, and I’m debating going back to sleep when I realize I have a message from a number I don’t recognize.
Strange, I haven’t given my number to anyone but the guys.
Meet me by the tree after your advisor meeting?
I read it three times before something clicks, and I’m not sure how I know it, but I know that it’s from Felix.
Yes!
I type my response and hit send as fast as I can, feeling my heart race at the very thought of us texting, let alone seeing him.
Some might think it strange, but I’d grown used to his company; even strong and silent, he was a presence there with me most days.
It’s going on two weeks now without seeing him, even in passing, and it’s weighed on me more than even I realized.
With a pep in my step I didn’t know was possible with this migraine, I make my way to the bathroom to grab a shower before I go to meet Dimitri.
Today is going to be a good day.
The dorm was empty, which is rare, like really, really rare, with how many of us there are, but that just means I got out of there faster and without having to explain why I was so giddy.
