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“Actually,” I yank my hand away and shoot him a saccharine smile, “I think we are.”
The second I walked away from Cade, I texted Bexley. I needed to see him. To feel his lips on mine, his arms wrapped tight around my body. But he didn’t answer. So I went to my next class and tried to let the dulcet tones of the professor distract me.
By the time class is finished, I’m more than ready to go back to my dorm and shut away the world.
But as I’m walking toward my dorm building, Sasha catches up with me.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“I guess.”
“Ashton is a dic
k, like his sister. And Cade… well, he enjoys toying with people’s lives.”
She laces her arm through mine and rests her head on my shoulder. “I know you want to stand up to him, but fighting back will only make it worse.”
I shirk her off and face her. “What does that even mean? Everyone is always talking in riddles, and I don’t understand.”
“That’s kind of the point.” Sasha gives me a sad smile. “He wants you to be disoriented, to drop your guard, even for a second.” She glances away, only briefly, but I see the hesitation shining in her eyes.
“Sasha,” I say quietly, “what is it?”
“Nothing.” Her smile is too forced, her tone too peppy.
“You know something, don’t you?”
“Not really, no.” She tries to keep walking, but I snag her wrist and pull her back to me.
“Sasha… please.” A sense of dread washes over me. “Are they going to hurt them again?” I don’t think I could bear it if they are.
“I overheard them talking…” she hesitates, glancing around. The path to the dorms is quiet, but she pulls me to a nearby bench and we sit down.
“Have you ever heard of DOM?”
“DOM?” I shake my head.
“It’s a psychedelic. Strong as fuck. I heard Ashton saying DOM was ready for tonight. I thought he meant a person until I realized this is Ashton Moore and Cade Kingsley we’re talking about.”
“They gave us something at the dinner the other week.”
“DOM isn’t like E or G, Mia. It’s hardcore mindfuckery. If they’re giving Bexley and Alex DOM, they have big plans for them.”
Fear trickles down my spine. “I have to warn them.” I leap up, but she grabs my hand.
“If they resist or don’t show, Cade will know, and that won’t end well for anyone.”
“But I can’t just not tell them, Sasha. What if something goes wrong? What if—" I drop back onto the bench. “At least if I warn them, they’ll know what’s coming. Maybe they’ll be able to avoid taking it or something.”
Sasha doesn’t look convinced, but she doesn’t stop me either when I pull out my phone and dial Bexley’s number.
“It’s ringing,” I say. “He isn’t answering.”
“Perhaps he’s still in class. Text him.”
Relief floods me that she’s on my side.
I pull up a text and type as quickly as I can.
