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He’ll look over his shoulder in fear, just like she did.
That’s my best form of revenge.
Once Adam thinks I’ll release him, he sighs. I lift my fist and punch him in the face until my knuckles sting.
True, violence never solves anything, but it’s liberating in a way.
It’s ironic that I’ve only ever punched two people due to anger — Aiden and Adam.
Both times were because of Silver.
Everything in my life has turned around and revolves around her.
One way or another.
I go home late.
Partly because of Adam. Partly because I considered going to Cynthia’s building and barging inside.
The only reason I stopped is because of Cynthia. She doesn’t like me — because of my mother, I suppose — and would start a riot before allowing me to see Silver this late.
By the time I arrive home, it’s around one in the morning. It’s dark and quiet, so Sebastian and his team must be pulling an all-nighter in the party’s building. They seem to be doing that a lot lately.
Perhaps he knows how much Mum needs her quiet when she writes. Besides, it’s more convenient than moving back and forth between the house and his workplace.
As I open the door to my room, my mind fills with ways to drag Silver back here tomorrow.
I need to catch her at school before she runs to Cynthia’s. While I hate missing practice, because of the control I feel during games, I probably have to so I can —
I stop on the threshold of my room, my thoughts coming to a halt, too.
Silver sits on the chair by my desk — or, rather, sleeps. Her head lies on a book she must’ve been reading, her blonde strands half-camouflaging her face.
Her oversized T-shirt for the day is pink and barely reaches the middle of her naked thighs.
For a moment, I stand there and watch her.
For a moment, I soak in the image.
She came back.
Not only did she not stay at her mother’s, but she also came to my room.
She was waiting for me.
Fuck. I shouldn’t be feeling like a giddy teenager with a crush on the school’s queen B, but it’s there. The…joy.
Silver has never come to me before, not willingly. Not even as a pretence. She has walls so high, I thought I would never be able to climb over them no matter how much I tried.
And I did try.
I tried every fucking trick under the sun.
A part of me is still pissed off about the whole Adam thing, but now that I know he’ll disappear for good, some of that anger vanishes.
Besides, I can’t actually be mad at her when she’s sleeping. She looks so pure and peaceful.
I gently pull her hand away to catch the title of the book she’s been reading.
