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I cross my arms and meet his heated glare. “I’m not leaving.”
“Yes you are. I don’t want you here. I don’t want to look at your face. I don’t want to hear any more of your bullshit. I want you out!”
His thundering shout makes me flinch. I can’t hide it, and for a second, I think I see him wince like he regrets what he’s saying. But it’s only a flash, and his face is soon back to that rigid anger I walked in on.
Shit. He has every right to be pissed at me. He has every right to kick me out of his room.
I played him. I lied to him.
And even though all of my feelings became real, I never said a word. I could have told him, risked that smile disappearing off his face, but I chickened out, and now I’m facing his rage.
And I deserve it.
Working my jaw to the side, I try to stop it trembling as tears build in my throat and start to burn my eyes. I won’t let them fall. If I do that, Aimee wins.
Who am I kidding?
She’s already won.
With a little sniff, I finally nod and inch toward his door. Pausing just before I leave, I murmur the only thing I can. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
His jaw clenches and he keeps his gaze on the floor, gently pushing me the rest of the way out his door before closing it behind me.
I’m frozen for a second, swaying on my feet and wondering what the hell I’m supposed to do now.
A door opens down the hallway, and it works like an electric shock to my system. Darting down the stairs, I rush past Liam and bolt out the front door, not even closing it behind me as I run back to Greek Row.
The closer I get to the sorority house, the sicker I feel.
I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this awful in my entire life. Even after Dad left. That was brutal, but this is somehow worse.
I screwed up so fucking badly. I knew from the start that this initiation was a stupid idea, but I played along anyway. I let my mom convince me it was just a silly game. I let my strings be pulled by Aimee and those girls, all the while knowing I shouldn’t go through with it.
And I wasn’t going to.
But I didn’t act fast enough, and now I’ve lost Ethan.
So what’s the point of staying?
Pausing outside the sorority house, I stare up at the beautiful white building with its pillars out front and its rows of windows. It’s a picture-perfect house that I should want a place in.
But I don’t.
I’m not Sig Be material, and it’s time to accept that and face the consequences.
Sucking in a breath, I walk through the front door and head for my room.
“Oh, you’re back.” Teah jumps up from the couch and follows me. “You just disappeared. I wondered where you’d gone. I tried texting you,” she rabbits on, following me all the way to my room.
“I left my phone here.” I pick it up off the bed and show it to her before dropping to my knees.
“What are you doing?”
Clenching my jaw, I pull my duffel bag out from beneath my bed and yank it open. I don’t say anything. She’s not stupid. She’ll figure it out as soon as I start packing.
I yank open my drawers and scoop my clothes out.
“Mikayla?” Teah frowns, her lips parting. “Where are you going?”
