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But all that had stopped. I had barely thought about him after Nero beat the shit out of him. I had gotten my justice. What Nero had done had allowed me to move on.
Re-centering myself, I took a deep breath and continued to my room. I reminded myself that I didn’t have to be scared of Evan Carter anymore. Nero had taken care of it for me. Nero had put the fear of God in him. There was no way he would dare show his face here even if he knew where I was. But, I was sure that he didn’t. And I knew Nero would keep me safe… that is if we were still together.
Initially, I thought questioning how Nero felt about me was me being insecure. After all, we had spent the weekend together opening up about the most intimate parts of our lives and having sex. No one could go cold that quickly.
But, as the days passed and I hadn’t heard from him, I began to wonder. Could I really mean so little to him that he could disappear for days without a word? Sure, he was dealing with some heavy stuff about how he was born, but didn’t he love me? Why didn’t he want to share what he was thinking with me?
“What are you doing?” Cory asked me as I stared at my phone.
“I’m trying to make my phone ring with my mind,” I explained.
“That’s what I thought you were doing. You know that you could just text him, right?”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“Because he said he would text me.”
“So, that means you can’t text him?”
“Kind of.”
“And, you’ve determined this how?”
“I don’t know. Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do?”
“Is there a rule book somewhere I didn’t see?” Cory joked.
“Isn’t there?”
“Huh!” Cory said getting into bed.
“What?”
“I thought a relationship between two guys would be different.”
“What do you mean?”
“I guess I thought that it was only with a guy and girl that someone wished the other person would text instead of just texting.”
“Are you saying that I’m the girl in this relationship, or whatever is going on between Nero and me?”
Cory sat up defensively. “I did not say that! Your words. Not mine.” He paused. “But, now that you’ve said it, aren’t you kinda acting that way?”
I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t find it insulting that he was implying I was the girl and I didn’t think Cory meant it to be. But, what he was also implying was that I wasn’t being active in the creation of my life. That didn’t sit well with me.
The reason I had gotten my ass kicked so much in high school was because I wouldn’t conform to what others thought I should be. When they tried to put me in a box, I broke the box. I was an active participant in my life. I didn’t like Cory suggesting I was being passive.
“You’re right! If I want to talk to him, I should just text him. I don’t know why I was waiting.”
I stared at my phone.
“Then why aren’t you texting him?”
“Give me a second.”
I could feel Cory’s hot gaze on me as I sat there.
