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It’s that simple.
When I’d gotten that text from Warren, telling me that if I didn’t come back to him, he would ruin the Jaggers, I’d only had one thought in mind.
Save them.
I would happily sacrifice myself if it meant Conner and his family were safe.
But now I see love doesn’t make you weak, it makes you strong. It gives you something to fight for.
Otherwise, what’s the point?
After everything we’ve been through, Conner and I deserve our shot at happiness. We’ve just got to get through this.
Whatever James has planned, I hope it hurts. I hope Warren suffers even a fraction of the pain I have at his hands.
I force those thoughts out of my head. He might own my body, but my heart is in a steel cage he won’t ever unlock. I’ve gotten good over the last few days at pacifying him, letting him use my body to fuck away his anger and frustrations. I don’t even cry anymore. Because I know the end is in sight. I know that after the weekend, I’ll be free.
And hopefully Warren will be gone. Forever.
It’s my birthday tomorrow, and I’ll be eighteen. An adult in the eyes of the authorities.
I can pack a bag, leave the Heights, and never look back.
But I can’t leave Conner.
I won’t.
I lost him once...
I won’t lose him again.
“Miss Lowe, are you still with us?” The teacher’s unamused voice startles me and I bolt upright.
“Sorry, sir.”
“Please try to stay awake in my class.”
A couple of girls snicker and I shoot them daggers. They soon avert their eyes.
It’s last period, and with every second that ticks by the pit in my stomach carves a little deeper. Warren will probably already be waiting. He hasn’t let me out of his sight much since Monday.
Part of me wonders if he senses something.
The familiar vibration of my cell phone against my palm is a welcome reprieve from my thoughts.
Conner: I can’t wait to give you a birthday kiss.
Me: One isn’t good enough, I want eighteen.
Conner: How about one for every second I’ve loved you?
My smile grows. Even in our dire situation he still finds it in himself to be a giant goofball.
Me: That’s a lot of kisses.
Conner: You haven’t seen nothing yet. Try to text me later.
Me: You know I might not be able to.
