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I can’t forget that.
I can never forget that.
It isn’t until I’m finally inside my dorm room that I realize that I’ve left my blazer and school shirt in Conner’s car. But I can’t worry about that now.
A soft knock at the door alerts me to Hadley’s presence. I contemplate not opening it, but in the end, I do. Because despite how jealous I’d been earlier at discovering she and Conner had had a thing, she’s the only friend I have right now.
“You’re okay,” she breathes the second I pull the door open.
“Yep, all good here.”
“I can’t believe you did that.” Hadley slips past me without invitation.
“It’s no big deal.” I shrug, closing the door since it looks like she’s staying. “I’ve cut class plenty of times.”
“I’m not talking about that, I’m talking about Lylah... the way you just went at her.”
I shrug again. “She was being a bitch.”
“Yeah, but no one’s ever...” Her expression softens, and I realize she's referring to the fact that I stood up for her.
Or at least, I can see how it might look that way.
The truth is, the second I heard Lylah suggest Conner and Cole were sharing Hadley, something in me flipped. Jealousy had burned through me like wildfire, and I’d been spurred on by nothing but anger and regret... and a flash of possessiveness that I hadn’t expected.
Conner wasn’t mine.
Maybe he never had been.
We’d been friends. That was all. Yet, hearing Lylah say those things... I couldn’t stand listening to them.
“What?” Hadley asks, snapping me from my thoughts.
“Nothing.” I purse my lips, giving her a little shake of my head.
“It wasn’t just about me, was it? It was Conner too.”
“It’s late, I’m tired, and I really don’t want to do this right now.”
“Kennedy,” she lets out a soft sigh, “it’s not what you think, I promise. I’m with Cole. I’ve always been Cole’s.”
But something did happen with her and Conner, I can see it in her eyes. The same way I saw it in his.
The need to know burns through me like acid in my veins. Did they sleep together? Does she know how it feels to be close to him? Skin on skin, hands touching and bodies pressed together?
It shouldn’t gut me the way it does, but it’s there, a giant pit in my stomach.
“You should go,” I say, motioning to the door.
“Okay.” Hadley takes a resigned breath. “But I’m not going to let you push me away that easily. You need a friend, Kennedy Lowe, and that friend is me.”
I’d laugh if it weren’t for the serious expression on her face. So I opt for arching a brow. “Is that so?”
“Yup. So sleep it off, and I’ll see you in the morning.” Hadley reaches the door. “Oh, and Kenny?”
It’s the first time she’s used my nickname, and I have to admit it sounds a little strange coming from her lips.
“Yeah?”
