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“I may not understand what you boys do.”
I knew she was referring to Lucas, but I didn’t call her out on it.
“At the end of the day you’re a part of me, each one of you. A bond like that can never be broken.”
I glanced at her, understanding her subtle metaphor and she smiled. I caught someone out of the corner of my eye, and that’s when I saw her.
Aubrey.
I instantly stood up. Our eyes connected from across the room, as if she felt me. For the first time since I met her I couldn’t read her. I didn’t know what she was thinking, what she was feeling, what she wanted or needed. That scared me more than anything.
I stepped toward her and she stepped back, shaking her head no. My face frowned, confusion quickly taking over my entire body. I cocked my head to the side with wide eyes not believing what the fuck I was seeing, what the fuck was happening. She took one last look at me and turned to leave.
I booked it across the room, and roughly gripped her arm when I caught up to her. I didn’t think before I acted. She flinched, her body locking up. I dropped her arm like she was on fire and her skin burned my hand. She shut her eyes tightly, hugging her torso, slightly shaking.
“Shit!” I instinctively reached for her but pulled back. “I didn’t think, darlin’, I’m sorry.”
She bit her lip, lightly nodding.
“But how can you just run away from me like that?”
She stepped back, needing to get further away from me, like I repulsed her.
“What the hell?” I stepped toward her again, and she suddenly opened her eyes.
“Please, Dylan, please just give me some space, okay?” She moved back yet again.
“Jesus Christ, suga’, you can’t even be near me? Look I know what happened—”
“You. Know. Nothing,” she gritted out with a hateful glare.
I stood there shocked, not recognizing the girl standing in front of me. Her bruises and cuts may have been gone, but so was she.
“I’m only here because my mom wanted some dinner from this restaurant. If it were up to me I would never leave my room again, but I can’t do that. Now can I?” she sneered.
I jerked back. “Who do you think you’re talking to, Aubrey?”
She turned, walking towards her mom’s car, dismissing me. She opened the door and at the last second stopped to look at me.
“No one,” she answered. “Not anymore.”
She got in the car and left, taking my heart with her.
Leaving me standing there.
To die inside.
AUBREY
“Thanks for your help, Aunt Celeste,” I said into the phone. “Talk soon.” I hung up.
Seventy-six days.
Ten weeks.
Two months.
Since I recognized the girl that stared back at me in the mirror.
