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“You're out.”
“No. That’s not fair.”
I smiled, sinking back to wrap my arms around Wrenlee, cradling her to my chest.
“Yes. I thought you might say that.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
WRENLEE
My head ached for the next three days. I woke in Leon’s arms, unsure what the hell happened and the worst part was...I still wasn’t sure. Neither he, nor Beau for whom my grudging respect had grown only to be obliterated by disappointment when he closed ranks too, said a word on the subject. Only that I was ‘fine’.
Spoilers: I was fucking well not fine at all.
My body didn’t feel like my own. I woke with gel on my legs. Not the sort that comes from a boy’s body thank all the college gods out there, but the sort that came from a lip gloss jar and smelled like watermelon.
I wasn’t sure what to make of that, but instead of curling into Leon's embrace and sobbing my heart out, I took his cold, clinical expression, too close to another asshole I recognised, and walked away.
Even my housemates were out at classes, and though I thought being alone might be better, all I could think of was...why?
What the hell happened at that party that I didn’t remember and that they won't tell me?
I threatened to go to the cops.
I threatened to speak to the dean.
I even picked up Leon’s phone and called his dad.
He simply plucked the device from my fingers and had a nice afternoon chat with his dad. Because that’s when I woke up. Twelve hours after the last thing I remembered, which was walking into the Kingsman frat house and looking for Leon. Maybe following him up to his bedroom.
Then...nothing.
Not a damn thing.
And so I curled on my sofa, staring out the window at the boy’s house–I could see the peaked roof from mine–and cuddled a pillow still wearing my borrowed clothes from Leon. His sweats that sat baggy on my hips. His name emblazoned across my back.
It may as well have been written across my heart.
A sob built in my throat, but it never emerged. Whatever the hell happened, I wasn’t processing. It was like there was a block in place, and I wasn’t sure what to do with that. While I’d always been sassy as fuck on the outside, I retained my emotions within me. Now when I needed them most, they were...absent.
I hated that almost as much as I hated not knowing.
My phone rang, and I pushed it around my knee, then picked it up.
“Dad?”
“My Wrennie.” I could hear the delight in his voice. “Listen, I know it’s a drive but I have some friends coming over tonight and we would love your company. You know, now that your mother isn’t here-”
“No.”
“Well, I mean, it would be lovely to see you. I haven’t spoken to you all semester. How is school?”
“I said no, Dad. I don't want to do dinner parties and this chatter won’t soften me up.”
“Don’t be silly.” His voice took on a harder edge. “I have a business deal and I need–”
“No, you don’t. Hire a hooker, if you’re desperate for female company. I won't do it.”
