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“Yeah, I was.” No denying it.
“I asked what the deal is with you and Riley,” Delaney says, coughing.
I shrug. I’m unsure how to answer the question without sounding like a fucking asshole.
“We’ve been together for years. All of high school and then some.”
Delaney narrows her eyes at me, she is not falling for my bullshit answer.
“There’s no way any guy puts up with some shit like that unless he’s hiding something, or the sex is fucking amazing.”
She’s wrong about the sex. It used to be amazing, yes, when I was a fifteen-year-old boy and had never slept with anyone. I don’t even remember the last time we touched like that. We can hardly stand to be in the same room as one another anymore.
I just shrug, letting them decide for themselves.
“Or there’s history and he doesn’t want to let go,” Marley says, answering for me, passing the joint in my direction.
I lock eyes with her, still refusing to confirm or deny anything. She’s wrong, though. I don’t give a fuck about history. Not history with Riley, anyway.
“Well, ladies, I think it’s time for me to go.” I stand up, stretching.
“Look, you’ve scared him off with your woman talk,” Marley says, laughing.
Shit, I’d love to bottle up that laugh and listen to it on my darkest days.
I lift my hand up in a lazy wave, before heading down the hall to my room, trying to ignore the dread that comes with spending another night with Riley.
ChapterSix
MARLEY
“He’s hiding so much shit,” Delaney says, eyeing Clark as he walks away.
“You’re so paranoid about everyone.” I sigh, rolling my eyes.
“I’m just very good at reading people.”
“You’re high. Literally,” I tell her, laughing.
“Fuck off,” she says, grinning.
“I can’t wait to start a life somewhere else.” I sigh, leaning back against the chair.
“Me either. We deserve it.”
“Do we, though?” I grin, tilting my head to the side.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asks.
“I mean, we’re kind of assholes,” I point out, making her laugh again.
“Fuck, I’ve really missed you,” she says.
“I missed you, too. Tell me about life since I’ve been gone.”
We talked often, but not as often as we would have liked. I’m honestly surprised our friendship lasted through me being gone. It’s always been a superficial one. We’ve never really talked about our actual feelings with each other or shared any deeply personal information about our lives.
“School was shit without you. I had all these plans for our high school years to be epic and full of parties, drugs, and drinking. I mean, shit, that’s all I did in school anyway, but I wanted to do it with you,” she says, laughing.
