Page 24 of Hail Mary


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“I see the pain in your eyes, Alexa. Deny it all you want, but karma bit you in the ass because you are just as in love with him as he is with you.” I stiffen in my seat. “I brought you here so you could see what he does. You’ll see him around campus smiling and acting like he isn’t dying inside. Don’t let his act fool you.”

“Why?” I whisper.

“If he’s what you want and I mean what you really fucking want, you need to let go of the resentment and the past and stop blaming him. Don’t fucking come for him until you are one hundred fucking percent sure you are all in, because he will risk his career for you. I won’t let him do that unless I am fucking sure you won’t fuck him over. He has no idea I’m even here. He wanted all of us to leave you be and let you continue to hurt him. I won't allow that to happen because my brother deserves fucking better than that. He’s a good fucking guy, Alexa, and will give you every part of his heart if you let him. He may have told your sister he loved her but I’ll tell you a secret—” his eyes draw me in and hold me captive, “He never looked at Cody the way he looks at you.”

Corvin

Saying goodbye to my sister and the guy’s sucks. I didn’t realize how fucking much I missed them until I had to watch them leave. Diving home alone blows. I have no one to distract me from my thoughts and keep my mind off the raven-haired beauty that plowed her way into my life and forced her way into my heart, only to rip it to shreds all in the name of vengeance. I debate going to see Travis and working out until I’m numb, but I know I’m just putting off the inevitable and should just get it over with now.

My hands grow clammy as I pull into the parking garage of my building. The whole ride up in the lift, I keep gnawing on my bottom lip. The doors open and I have to force myself to step out of the metal box. I round the corner into the living room slowly, looking toward the kitchen and find them both empty and clean. I expected to come home to a mess and everything smashed, so I’m pleasantly surprised that I don’t have to pay cleaners or replace the furniture again. I search through the entire penthouse for her, but she’s nowhere to be seen. I run back to her room and open her closet door, all the racks are empty of clothes.

My heart sinks, she’s gone.

I drop down onto the edge of her bed and bury my face in the palm of my hands. “Fucking hell,” I growl into the empty room before standing and storming out, slamming the door behind me. I have every intention of hunting her down until my phone pings in my pocket. I pull it out expecting it to be my sister, but freeze when I see it’s from Alexa. I smile when I see the time, eleven-forty-two.

Jail Bait

Roses are red, Violets are blue, a face like yours belongs in a zoo, don’t worry I’ll be there too, not in a cage like you, but laughing at you.

Despite my sour mood, her stupid little joke has me laughing. I head over to the sofa and flop down onto it as I tap out a reply.

With a face like yours, you should sue your parents for damages.

I wait to see those three dots appear to show she is replying but no matter how long I sit here and stare at the screen they never come, and my heart aches a little more.

* * *

For the next week, I try to find her around campus but come up short. The only thing that lets me know she is okay and alive is the fact she is back to texting me at eleven-forty-two every day. When Friday rolls around, I dread it knowing I will be spending the weekend alone. Before Alexa moved in, being alone didn’t bother me. I craved it but after her being with me daily, the silence of my home haunts me. I have my first game with my new team next Friday and I have to admit I’m excited about it. A part of me hopes that Alexa will come watch, but I know that’s a pipedream.

Once I’m home, I grab a quick shower and order some takeout. Sitting here eating my Pad Thai as I watch ESPN, I manage to forget that I’m a lonely sack of shit until my phone lights up beside me. The moment I see her name appear on the screen, everything else is forgotten as I reach for it and swipe it open.

Jail Bait

Roses are red, Violets are blue, I’m horny and want you inside me.

I reread her text at least a dozen times with my cock growing hard in my pants at the thought of being balls deep inside her.

Don’t fuck with me, jail bait.

Jail Bait

Not fucking with you, I mean it. But, if you’re not down…..

I type out the reply so fast I’m shocked my fingers can move that quickly.

I’m fucking down all right! Where?

Jail Bait

My dorm.

You good with everyone hearing you scream my name?

Jail Bait

LOL

Jail Bait

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