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I give a clipped nod. “Thanks, Coach.”
“Keep working at PT and OT and see what happens, okay?”
“Yeah.”
After leaving his office, I head to my locker, the weight of the past few days feeling like a sack of bricks on my shoulders.
I drop my books off, since it’s fourth period now—typically a study hall for seniors. Our lunch period is fifth period, so if we have a study hall fourth period, we’re allowed to take a double lunch off campus. I don’t even know if I want to. Maybe go home and go to bed. Skip the rest of the day.
Fuck it.
I slam my locker shut, the hurt and anger rising within me.
“Aaron? Are you okay?”
I turn to see Caity staring at me, wide-eyed. We’ve stayed friends since we broke up.
“It’s been a shitty few days,” I mumble.
“I’m sorry. Hey, you wanna grab lunch and tell me about it? I’ll buy.”
Glancing around the halls, I think it over. Go relax with Caity or sit around with my friends and feel the extreme tension between Rae and me?
“Yeah. Sounds great. Thanks.”
I fall into step with her and we walk out of the school as I tell her all about how utterly crappy I feel.
Rae
“Rae Rae, wait up!”
I pause and turn, waiting as Joel falls into step with me.
“Hey,” I mumble.
“Hey. Have you talked to Aaron?”
I stop again and look at him.Seriously?
“Today. Have you talked to him today?”
Putting a fake smile on, I say, “Oh, didn’t I tell you? We had an epic heart-to-heart and we’re together now and everything is sunshine and unicorns and butterflies.” I bat my lashes before dropping the facade, rolling my eyes, and continuing walking.
“Well, that level of sass was uncalled for.”
“He tried to talk to me, but I wasn’t going to get into it in the school hallway. Why?”
Joel shakes his head, looking concerned. “He had his appointment with the surgeon this morning and I’ve texted him a few times, but he hasn’t texted back. I’m worried it didn’t go well.”
I stare at him in shock. “What? I thought that wasn’t for another month.”
“It got moved to today. Last minute thing.”
“Oh.”
“You know, if it didn’t go well… he might need you. It could be an icebreaker, right?”
Shit.If it didn’t go well, I know he’ll be hurting. And I want to comfort him. God help me, but I do. I meant it when I said I’d always be his person.
