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“YOU DON’T GET TO KILL AND WALK AWAY!”
“What?” Damian is nearly sobbing as he continues to try to stand. “What the fuck are you talking about? We didn’t kill no one!”
“Ben.” My breath stops when I see the expression on his face. It’s rage and it’s grief and it’s heartbreak. It wasn’t born in this moment. It comes from somewhere else entirely. And while I could never be afraid of Ben I’m suddenly afraid for him.
“Ben, let’s go. Please.”
He hears me. And he nods.
Ben grabs Frankie around the waist and hauls him up. I’m not worried the McGills will follow. One glance behind me reveals that they’re both having trouble even sitting up.
Frankie is unsteady on his feet but after a few steps he insists on walking without help. Ben moves to my side and curls an arm around my shoulders.
“Are you okay?”
I look up into his face. The agonized expression he wore a moment ago is gone. “Yes. Are you?”
His lips tilt into a grin and I see the Ben I know.
My Ben.
The boy who makes me laugh and gets me excited and often leaves me exasperated.
The boy I want.
I hug him around the waist. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
He kisses the top of my head. “Camden, I’m sorry.”
“Me too. I texted you earlier. I guess you saw it already.”
“No. I forgot my phone at home.”
“Where have you been all day? You weren’t at school.”
He sighs. “I went for a walk.”
“What do you mean?”
“Camden.” Frankie gets my attention to let me know we’re in front of our house. He’s limping and he’s holding his stomach like it hurts. Plus there’s going to be a hell of a nasty bruise on his jaw. But he’s in one piece. And so am I.
“Thanks, man,” he says to Ben and offers his hand for a fist bump. Then he swallows and looks at the ground. “I don’t want Mom to see me like this.”
“We’ll get you inside and cleaned up. We’ll think of something to tell her.”
He nods and takes a few tactful steps away, obviously wishing to give us some privacy.
I hug Ben and lay my cheek against his warm chest. “I’ve got to go.”
“I know.” He strokes my hair. “So do I. Need to be at work.”
“Thank you, Ben.”
“See you at the bus stop tomorrow?”
I look up at him and wrinkle my nose. “No.”
“No?”
