“Gentlemen, there are no windows in this room.” He motions to the cuffs around my wrists. My dad has every right not to be here given what I’ve done to him.Īnd yet…here he is. “Fuck the rules,” my dad barks, but I can hear the fear in his voice seeping out under his bravado. “That’s against the rules,” one of the officers states matter-of-factly.

I glance at my dad, too afraid to speak because I don’t want to further incriminate myself.Īlthough that’s laughable, because I’m fucked.Īs if sensing my internal struggle, he turns to the two officers. Which means they found and seized a little over ten-thousand dollars’ worth of cocaine and heroin in my trunk. If there was a car accident…there were officers on the scene. The way it should have been from the start.īut that’s the thing about me. Shortly after the miscarriage, she got knocked-up again…with my half-sister. Only to find out she was using me to get pregnant. We haven’t been one of those since the day I got mad at my dad, boned my stepmother, and caught feelings for her… “Our family has its own issues to deal with right now.” “Oak.” My dad gestures to the police officers. Needless to say, the line in the sand he’s suddenly drawing between our families doesn’t sit well with me. Given Jace and Cole are my best friends-hell, my brothers-I feel the same way. So much so his running joke at home was that the Covington’s bullshit was inevitably his bullshit, too. Covington’s personal lawyer-and friend-for years. I don’t like the distance he’s putting between us. “Is there a doctor or nurse around? I need to know how the surgery-” There’s gotta be a doctor-someone-I can speak to about her. However, their anger is the least of my concerns right now. Who am I kidding? Bianca’s more than a hookup.Įither way, they’re not going to take the news well.

They’re gonna be so pissed when they find out that not only did I have a seizure behind the wheel with their sister in the car-but that I’ve been hooking up with her all summer. “We-well, the Covingtons-won’t know anything for a while.”

The girl is the definition of a fighter if there ever was one.įrowning, he pulls a seat beside my bed and sits. “Surgery?” The thing in my chest-the fucked-up organ she brought back to life-beats wildly. My brain must temporarily fritz out because I can’t make sense of this. Given cars are number one on her list of fears, she must be freaking the fuck out. I have more important things to worry about. “You had a seizure at the wheel,” Dad continues, but I can’t focus on that. Sounds about right, because the last thing I remember was driving.īut mostly? The last words she said to me before the world became one big blur. My dad-who looks more scared than I’ve ever seen him before-takes a step forward. However, she’s not the first person I see.Ī quick glance around tells me I’m in the hospital. She’s my first thought when I open my eyes.

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