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I’m scared.

Things are getting worse.

If something happens to me, I love you.

Savannah

The overwhelming emotion threatens to choke me with the truth. She didn’t know. Whatever was done to record that video, she wasn’t the willing participant I thought she was. All this time, I thought she was playing the victim. She really didn’t know.

What have I done?

MY FIST POUNDS ON the door as I will for it to open. When it does, Delaney stands on the other side, her face full of concern. I try to keep my composure, but anyone with eyes can see that I’m breaking.

“Tell me what to do,” I plead. “She hates me, and she has every right to, but please. I need you to tell me what to do.”

She sighs. “All Savannah’s ever wanted was you. If you can’t give her that, you need to stay away. It’s all or nothing.”

“What if I can? What if I want to?”

Searching my face for any signs of ill intentions, she nods and opens the door further to let me in.

25

Savannah

I pull down the mirror in Brady’s car, adding more concealer in an attempt cover up the cut on my forehead. I tug a lock of hair down over it when I’m done. It’s not a perfect job, and if someone looks too closely, they’ll notice.

However, it’s enough to not bring attention to it. The last thing I want is for people to ask me what happened.

After Grayson so courteously told Brady about what my dad has been doing to me, Brady stormed over to my house and demanded I stay with him and Jacob for a while. At first I resisted, not wanting to impose. I take up enough of his time with dance and giving me rides to and from school. Taking up space in their house felt like encroaching on their relationship, and I would never forgive myself if they split up because of me.

Unfortunately, Brady wouldn’t take no for an answer, and Jacob joined him. They told me that the only alternative to not going with them was to call the police. Being as I’m already enough of the school’s charity case at the moment, I really didn’t want everyone to find this out, too. So, I packed a bag, and we left.

“You going to be all right today?” he asks.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“I don’t know. I mean, with Grayson being back from wherever he fucked off to, and now knowing about your shithead of a father.”

Putting away the makeup, I flip the visor closed. “It’s nothing new for me, Brady. Nothing I can’t handle.”

A proud smile stretches across his face. “That’s the Rocky I know and love.”

“Yeah, yeah. Love you too. I’ll see you after.” I hug him and open the door.

“Have a good day at school, sweetie!” he says in his best falsetto mom voice, making me laugh.

As I walk into the school, I realize a lot of the attention is no longer on me. People don’t smile at me the way they used to, but they also don’t shoot me dirty looks anymore either. I go down the hallway and toward my locker, waving at Carter and Jace. Unfortunately for me, Kinsley is standing there, too, with Becca and Paige.

“You know, I’m really thinking we should request her locker be moved. I don’t want to be forced to look at trash so early in the morning,” she quips.

Carter scoffs. “Savannah may not be rich, but she’s better than you in every other aspect. You want to see trash, look in the mirror.”

It’s sweet how he defends me, but it only motivates her to keep going. She’s been doing this since last week, being as she didn’t have her boyfriend here to distract her. Maybe with him being back today, she’ll finally leave me the hell alone.

Her look of disgust flips instantly to a sweet smile as she looks beyond me. “Hey, babe,” she coos.

I roll my eyes. Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

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