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Things like get on my knees for him.
It was hard for me to admit the real truth about that night. How only part of me hadn’t wanted to do what he’d asked. It was true, though, facts, and because I didn’t know how big that part was, the whole thing freaked the shit out of me. Perhaps, I was just as psycho as him, a freak.
I swallowed. “We’d kill each other, and you’d definitely want to kill me if we lived together.” I wouldn’t let him push me around. Hadn’t before, and I wouldn’t now. I braced my arms. “This is a bad idea.”
“That’s the point.” He sat next to me on the bed, and the thing screeched under his weight. He sat close too, and I forced myself to ignore that and look at his face. “We’ll be a beautiful disaster, and my family will definitely know why we broke up. It’s perfect. It’ll be perfect.”
“Except for the fact I don’t want you anywhere near me.” I moved away to make the point. My eyes narrowed. “You don’t respect me, and I definitely don’t respect you.”
“I will.”
My lashes fluttered.
He nodded. “One hundred percent. You do this for me? You make thisrealfor the people in my life, then you will one hundred percent have that from me.” He put his hand out. “You have my word, and that shit’s my bond.”
But what did I know about that? His word.
This once again felt like a deal with the devil, and I simply stared at his hand.
“Weeks?” I questioned, swallowing hard. “Then you’re gone, and I never see you again.”
His mouth closed, but his hand didn’t lower. He put it closer to me. “You won’t even know we’re on the same campus.”
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
Fawn
Wolf had a plan this time, and gratefully, it didn’t involve toting me around like a trophy. Not that I was his trophy, but he was trying to make a declaration to his family and friends.
Which was wild.
He’d obviously lied that this was for the public more than the people closest in his life. I still didn’t get why he’d lie to them. This was a temporary situation, but that seemed not to matter to him.
When it came to friends and family in general, I was so far removed. I cared about my mom. I loved my mom, but we hadn’t been close in years.
Not since Dad anyway.
Dad had always been the glue in our family. He’d been my person and hers, so when he’d passed? Yeah, things had gotten weird, different. We’d only drifted apart further when my stepdad came into the picture, and I wasn’t proud that I hadn’t gotten to know the guy over the years. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to. I was just busy, so yeah.
Anyway, this Wolf thing was crazy, and I guess I did get him wanting to give his family comfort. Even still, he certainly was going to extremes, but I supposed I didn’t know the extent of his health scare. Must have been pretty bad if he was going through all this for a temporary situation.
Of course, he didn’t talk about that, going right into his plan. The guy was a brick wall when it came to emotions. Probably even more so than myself, so I didn’t push him any more than he pushed to give. We were two people trying to rid ourselves of the other, and that was something he had us start the next day.
I agreed to let him take me to coffee every day between my first and second classes, and also, to hang out in the afternoon before my last lecture. I had a full course load, and since he did too, the timing worked out great for us. There was also no more of him trying to get me into his car, which I was grateful about. He was often up and running before I even got up, which left me to my own devices.
Again, I was grateful.
And by running, I meant actually running. He said he’d jog in the mornings and probably would miss me, and honestly, that first week, I didn’t really see him at the dorm. Again, he had a full course load, so it was often I didn’t even know I had a roommate. It’d only be when I caught him sneaking back inside when I was pulling an all-nighter that I noticed him. I never knew where he went, but he always came in before midnight.
“Night, Red,” he’d say before depositing his bag on the table. He’d leave for his room after that, closing the door. His fingernails would always be dirty when he dropped the bag, but that was something I never commented on before going back to work. It wasn’t my business, and two weeks went by with him coming and going like this. We saw each other on our coffee dates and strolls, but outside of that, we had little to no interactions with each other.
It’d been nice.
Wolf proved to make good on his promise of being respectful. The purpose of the strolls and coffee, of course, was to let the world know we were together, but he really didn’t make me ham it up too much. Occasionally, he’d put his arm behind my seat at a cafe, but he never made me hold his hand or anything. He didn’t even put his arm around me, and there were certainly no kisses. Honestly, we basically looked just like two people hanging out, and I never did see his family and friends, Legacy.
But something told me they definitely knew about us. Well, besides the obvious of us being roommates. Our public appearances garnered plenty of whispers and stares, enough to certainly get back to them. Ares “Wolf” Mallick tended to have an aura around him that received way more attention than I liked, but it fit the purpose for what he was trying to achieve, I guess. He wanted talk about us.
He wanted awareness of us.
