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I haven’t heard his voice. Does he know I left?
Why did I leave?
I wouldn’t have just walked out. I might have been bored, but I’m not that rude. Not after he spent all that money on me. Usually, I’d let him take me home and—
Bile burns up the back of my throat as the thought of what I’d usually do with him makes my stomach turn over.
“Brianna,” Jodie shrieks as I retch.
Her footsteps fly across the room before her hand lands on the back of my head gently helping me lean forward.
“It’s okay, I’ve got a tray,” she says as I puke up the contents of my stomach, which, to be fair, isn’t all that much.
“I’m calling the nurse,” she says when I finally stop retching and lie back.
The nurse?
Why is there a nurse?
But I never get the answer to those unspoken questions, because I drift off once more.
* * *
“No, she didn’t really wake up. Just came to a bit, threw up and then drifted off again,” my best friend says somewhere nearby.
“She’s going to be okay, Demon. She was lucky. They were lucky.”
They? Who are they?
Me and Brad?
Did we leave? Did we head back to my place or to a hotel? Did something happen on the way? When we got there?
Is Brad okay?
He may never be the love of my life like I believe he wants me to be, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care on some level. He’s a… friend, I guess. A friend I have literally nothing in common with aside from wanting good sex. I mean, it could be worse.
I’ll be sad if something bad has happened to him. I won’t be heartbroken, though.
“I know. I just… I can’t keep seeing my best friends in this position. It’s heartbreaking, Toby. All I want for them is the best, and they keep getting fucked over left and right.”
Toby doesn’t reply for the longest time, his silence confusing me.
“I know, baby. But everyone is going to be okay. They’re stronger than this.”
Jodie lets out a heavy sigh, and I picture her tucked into Toby’s side as he comforts her.
I’m so glad she found him.
After all the loss and heartache she suffered, even if some of it was at his hands, I’m so happy they found a way to work through it all.
“I’m here, Demon. Lean on me all you need.”
“I love you,” she breathes, her voice cracking with emotion that makes a lump so huge crawl up my throat that I find it hard to suck in the air I need.
I’ve always told myself that I don’t need that. Call it lingering effects from my childhood abandonment issues. But even after the counselling, I still find having to rely on anyone absolutely terrifying.
The only person I rely on is me. End of.
