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“Where?”

“Why does it matter to you?”

“Where?” he repeated, voice dead fucking serious.

I stood up and growled. “The Overlook. What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“You were at the beach?”

“No, the Overlook.”

He ran a hand over his tired face and paced the room. “Same fucking thing, Blaise.”

“Why do you want to know all this shit anyway? What’s it matter to you?”

“Shit’s happening in Redwood,” he said. “Who were you with?”

“Who the fuck do you think?”

“Vera?”

“Yeah, now, are you going to tell me any shit or not? I have lunch.”

After glaring at me for a couple moments longer, he stormed to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it open. I tossed my backpack over my shoulder and walked toward him.

He snatched my arm before I could pass. “Stay out of trouble.”

“You too, Cal. You fucking too.”

Once I pulled myself out of his grasp, I walked into the hallway toward the cafeteria.What the hell was that about?

He had looked so serious, as if the shit that happened in Redwood involvedmyfamily.

As much as Avery hated his wife and my dad, he tried to protect us whenever he needed, whenever Dad’s money wasn’t enough. It was rare, but it happened at times. And it felt like one of those times.

Deciding to brush it off because Dad’s problems weren’tmyproblems, I stepped into the cafeteria and scanned the room. When I spotted Vera sitting with her friends, I stopped and gripped my backpack strap harder until the veins in my hand swelled.

I wanted to sit with her, but I didn’t even know what we were. And by the way that Vera tensed when I kissed her at her door last night, I wasn’t sure if she wanted to be spotted with me or even merely close to me in public. She thought that everyone would talk shit behind her back, but they wouldn’t. If they did, they’d have to deal with me.

She glanced up at me, cheeks flushing, and quickly looked back at her friends. I sighed softly and was about to turn away from her when I spotted her pulling her sweatshirt off the seat next to her and peeking a glance back up at me.

We stared at each other for a long time. Did she want me to go sit with her? When she nodded toward the seat with a very slight tilt to her head, I found myself moving toward her, emotions rushing through my body.

Before I could even get halfway to her table, João Rocha stole my seat and leaned closer to her. I growled, loud enough to garner the attention from the tables beside us, and stormed over to him, snatching him by the collar and lifting him from the seat.

“Cool your fucking temper,” he said, shoving his hands into my chest and ripping himself away from me. “I’m here for Vera, not your pissy bitch attitude.”

“Well, Vera’s fucking mine,” I said between clenched teeth, only loud enough for the girls at Vera’s table and João to hear. “Get the fuck out of here and don’t talk to her again.”

Being the bitch that he was, he looked over at her. “I need you to watch Ana tonight.”

Quickly, Vera stood up between us. “It’s fine, Blaise. I can watch her tonight.”

Hating that he was even talking to Vera, I gritted my teeth and glared at him as he turned away from her and headed back to Poison’s table in the back of the cafeteria.

“Eight o’clock,” he called over his shoulder. “Don’t be late.”

ChapterFifty

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