“We don’t need their money,” Abi assures me.
“I’m not taking your money, Red.”
“We all have money,” Oak says. “Scott is wrong, in case you wondered. We’d never abandon you.”
“Guys, I appreciate it, but I don’t need money from any of you. I’ll figure this out. One day at a time, yeah?”
Silence falls between us, my words hanging heavy in the air.
It’s Theo who finally breaks it. “Do you think…” He pauses, not wanting to continue with his question.
“Spit it out, Ashworth,” Reese teases.
“Do you think you’ll have to move out of here?”
His question hits me with the force of a baseball bat.
Ripping my eyes from Theo, I look around our home.Pain spreads from my chest at the thought of having to leave this place.But it’s only a few more weeks.
“We had a good year, didn’t we?” I murmur.
Besides, as sad as it is that this will all be over soon, there’s excitement for the future.
My future with the girl I love.
32
ABIGAIL
“What did he say?” I shoot to my feet the second Elliot exits Mr Porter’s office.
It’s been two days since Scott turned up around the Chapel and it’s been radio silence from Johnathon Eaton.
Until this morning when we arrived at college, and Elliot was summoned to the headteacher’s office.
“As far as he’s concerned, I’m to sit all my exams.”
“So your father didn’t?—”
“He did.” A pained expression flickers across his face. “But Oak’s dad got there first. Said he’d take care of any financial issues.”
“That’s really nice of him.”
“Yeah.” Elliot grimaces, still not entirely happy with the thought of letting people help him.
Draping his arm over my shoulder, he pulls me down the emergency exit at the end of the hall.
“Uh, Elliot. We have class.”
“Don’t care,” he murmurs, shouldering the heavy door and pulling me outside.
He wastes no time pressing me up against the wall and caging me there.
“You good?” I ask as he stares down at me, so much emotion warring in his eyes.
My savage, vicious boy has softened. All those sharp edges and jagged lines have begun to smooth out thanks to this.
Us.