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“I’ll walk you,” Elliot says gruffly. “I’m going for a run anyway.”
“I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Abs, that’s not… no one thinks you do, right, boys?” Tally glares at each of them but no one answers her, the truth etched on to each of their faces.
That’s always been the difference between me and the girls. The boys don’t have to coddle them or babysit them. Because they’re strong enough to walk in the Heirs’ world.
The same can’t be said for me.
I’ll always be the outsider. The girl they took pity on and invited to skirt the edge of their tightly knit circle.
But I can’t do it anymore.
I can’t pretend I’m something I’m not.
Hurting myself, reducing myself to… to this, only cements that.
“I’ll see you on Monday,” I say, moving to the door.
I walk out without looking back.
And really, it’s no big surprise when no one comes after me.
28
ELLIOT
“Mate, wait up,” Reese calls as I take off on a run.
I want to get away. No, I need to get away.
The way they all look at me when Abigail is with us.
I hate it.
It’s a mix of amusement and pity.
They know how I feel about her. I haven’t been able to hide my interest. But they don’t understand why I’m holding back. Not that I expect them to. It’s not like they really know the truth. And I have no intention of explaining either.
“I’m fine,” I shout over my shoulder, picking up speed in the hope of outrunning him. “I don’t need company.”
“Well, tough, you’ve got it.”
I groan as he catches up with me.
“What the fuck was all that this morning?” he asks after a few seconds of tense silence.
“Nothing,” I grunt, hoping my tone will be enough to stop him. I should be so fucking lucky.
None of us are that easily dissuaded.
He laughs, but there is no amusement in it.“We’ve let this go. But you’re fucking miserable. She is too. When are you just going to?—”
I spin on him, fist his hoodie and slam him back against a thick tree trunk.“None of your fucking business,” I bellow in his face.
He doesn’t react. There isn’t so much as a flicker of fear or hesitation on his face as I glare at him, our noses almost touching.
My heart races and my chest heaves as anger surges through my veins. But it’s not just that. There’s more. So much more that I struggle to even decipher them all.
