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Does she even realize what she’s doing? She’s flirting with them both, touching them, and smiling at them. Or is that a thing friends do?
Nah. This could get complicated, if it’s not already.
“How long you’ve been friends with your boys?” I ask her over the music as we head toward the back. “Years, right? How many, six
?”
“More.”
Wow, okay. “And you’re just buddies. Pillow fights and pajama parties and sleeping in a pile like puppies?”
She shoots me a sharp look. “Yeah. Why, what’s wrong with that?”
“Nothing.” It’s just that, in my experience with the world, guys are not girls, and the only reason they’d get into a bed with a girl would be to get into her panties.
We fall silent as we enter the toilets. When I come out of my stall, I can’t see Syd, so I go out to look for her, cursing inside for asking her to come with me. Had she stayed with the boys, at least I’d be reasonably sure she wouldn’t go out on dangerous adventures on her own.
In the low lights, I look around, trying to spot her among the swaying bodies of dancers, the interlocked couples kissing in corners, the people standing about drinking and talking.
Where is she?
When will I ever learn that things don’t change?
I’m about to head toward the bar, see if by any chance she headed back there, when a hand grabs my arm and hauls me against the wall.
My back slams into the plaster, my head thumps back, and I see stars. Quite literally—tiny bright flashes.
“What…?” I start, panic gripping me, and I start to twist, when I realize who’s holding me there. Oh God. “Sebastian.”
“You remember me. Interesting.”
How could I forget the asshole who tried to force himself on me until Jarett intervened? “Let me go,” I hiss, twisting again, pushing at him with my other arm.
He doesn’t budge, but doesn’t try to kiss or fondle me, at least. He’s just staring at me.
Creepy.
I stare back and realize his pupils are oddly dilated, huge. He’s on some drug, I’ll bet, and a shiver runs through me at the realization.
“Sebastian.” I try again to pull my arm free. “Is Jarett here with you?”
That seems to snap him out of his trance. “Fen? Fuck, no.” His mouth curls into a sneer. “I don’t know who he thinks he is. He thinks he’s my fucking bodyguard. I’m done going out with him.”
Shit. “But, listen—”
“Did he tell you he thinks he babysits me? That he has to always be my shadow because he promised Mom to keep me safe? Joined the gang because of me.”
“Bullshit,” I say before I can control myself.
What the hell? He promised his mom to babysit Sebastian, and that’s why he joined the gang? Is this a joke?
“He swore,” Sebastian says, eyes bright with glee, the sneer turning into a grin. “He’s such an idiot he swore it to Mom, swore on Dad’s grave, and thinks Mom remembers it, that he has to keep that promise. He thinks it’s the honorable, the right thing to do. I betcha he’d give up everything for Mom, and he’s not even her son. Isn’t that just a laugh a minute?”
I open my mouth, but no words come.
I feel sick.
He pulls away, releasing me, but I don’t move. “Tell him I don’t need him. Tell him to stay the fuck away from me. I can take care of myself, and I can handle Angel and Mav without his fucking help.”
