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“I don’t want his cards,” I replied flatly. “I don’t want anything from him.”
“Whathappenedbetween you guys, Aoif?”
“Nothing.”
“Yeahright.”
“Nothing happened, Case,” I deadpanned. “And nothing ever will. Besides, I’mthisclose to swearing off boys for life.”
She snorted down the line. “That’s because you haven’t found yourself a Sticky-Dicky yet.”
“Does yours have any brothers?”
“He has cows,” she laughed. “His family are farmers.”
I threw my head back and laughed. “Okay, you need to get off the line. I’m going to go take a shower and grab something to eat.”
“Need to cool yourself down from all that Sticky-Dicky talk, huh? Fair enough, babe. Just don’t get too carried away in the shower. Otherwise, I’m going to have to rename you—“
“Bye, Casey,” I laughed, cutting her off before she could finish her sentence and destroy what was left of my innocence.
Leaving the cards on the kitchen table, I headed for the staircase, pulling off my school jumper, shirt, and tie as I went. Tossing them in the laundry hamper at the top of the landing, I reached behind my back, unzipped my skirt and shimmied it down my thighs before stepping out of it.
Grabbing a towel out of the hot-press, I strolled into the bathroom, still laughing to myself about Casey and Sticky-Dicky.
My laughter, however, quickly died in my throat when I came face to back with none other thanJoey?
My blood ran cold at the sight of him kneeling over our toilet, with a line of white powder on the toilet lid, and a rolled-up fiver pressed to the inside of his nostril. In the blink of an eye, the powder disappeared up the makeshift funnel and into his nose.
“Oh mygod,” I strangled out, words finally finding me. “What are youdoing?”
I hadn’t spoken a single word to him since our fight two weeks ago. Too upset and hurt to deal with my feelings, I had avoided him like the plague, unable to go another round after he hit me with a knock-out blow to the heart.
With his elbows resting on the toilet lid, Joey dropped his head in his hands and muttered, “Fuck.”
“Are you serious?” I whisper-hissed, glancing back at the door, and suddenly feeling like the authorities were about to charge into my house and arrest the both of us. “You’re doingdrugsin my house?”
“No.”
“Yes,” I argued. “I justcaughtyou!”
“I know, I know.” Sniffing and twitching his nose, he muttered, “don’t worry.” Like it was no big deal that I had just witnessed him ingesting a class-a drug.
“Don’tworry?” I gaped at him. “Joey!”
“What?”
“You’reinmy house?” I shook my head in confusion. “What the hell?” Blowing out a ragged breath, I closed the space between us and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me. “What are you doing in my house and why did you bringdrugshere?”
“Your dad asked me to stop by,” he mumbled, eyes unfocused. “Gave me a key. Said the shower motor wasn’t running.” He shrugged. “I fixed it.”
“You fixed it?” I choked out a growl. “You fixed it? I don’t give a shit about the shower motor, Joey. Why were you doing drugs?”
“You weren’t meant to see.”
“Clearly,” I hissed, forcing him to look at me when he tried to pull away. “Are you completely insane? What the hell are you doing getting yourself involved in this crap?”
“I don’t know.”
