Page 50 of My Rules

My phone vibrates on the coffee table as a text comes in from Juliet.

Hi Bec,

Where are you?

I close my eyes. Ugh. I am not good company right now; I’ve fallen into a self-pity hole, and I just need to sleep it off.

I reply.

I’m at home but I’m beat.

Breakfast in the morning?

I feel a twinge of guilt as I see her dots bouncing. I hope she didn’t want to do something tonight with Henley being away.

No worries,

I’m tired too.

Saving myself for tomorrow night.

Love you, good night.

Xox

I’m looking forward to tomorrow night too. I smile in relief and reply.

Good night,

Love you too.

Xox

I turn off the television and head upstairs for a long, hot bath and bed.

Tomorrow is a new day.

Blake

“This is the captain speaking; welcome to Las Vegas.” The voice sounds through the intercom. “The current local time is nine forty p.m. We trust you had an enjoyable flight and look forward to seeing you again soon. Safe travels, everyone.”

The plane drives down the tarmac toward the airport. I turn my phone off flight mode and discreetly look at the screen.

“Did she call?” Antony asks from beside me.

“Who?” I raise my eyebrow in question.

“You know who.”

“No,” I reply. “I don’t.” I stuff my phone back into my pocket.

“What did you expect?” Henley mumbles. “You beat her ex to a pulp, and you aren’t even with her.”

“Imagine if he was.” Antony laughs. “A for-real fucking psycho.”

I roll my lips as I glare out the window, not in the mood for these fuckers tonight.

I messed up.

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