Page 10 of Shattered

“Hey.”

“Hey, want some company?” Macy asks softly.

“Sure. Key’s under the mat, I’m in bed.”

“With clothes on, I hope.”

I chuckle. “Get up here.”

A few minutes later, I hear her truck pull into my driveway. I listen through the open window beside me that faces my driveway and the house next door as she enters, kicks off her shoes, and softly treads up the stairs. My cracked door springs open a moment later, and she slips inside, her curly blonde hair taking up half her small frame.Wordlessly, she crosses the room and gets under the covers with me, staring up at the ceiling to match me.

“Ian must’ve told you ahead of time,” she says.

I turn towards her, and she matches me as our eyes meet, and I nod.

“You haven’t said much about this whole situation from the beginning, you know,” Macy says gently.

She’s right. I have kept my mouth shut about the whole Ian/Allegra situation. I’m still friends with both of them, aren’t I? I care about them both.

“What’s there to say? I let him go.”

She reaches out to take my hand, something she always does, and squeezes it.

“I hate this house,” I say, letting a couple of bitter tears spill.

Her brows knit together in surprise.

“It was never my house; it wasourhouse. Being alone in here… It’s so fucking loud it’s deafening. Yes, I’m over him. Yes, I’ve let him go. But now it’s just me in this big stupid house, and everyone around me is in love.”

Macy winces as she realizes exactly what I mean.

“It’s not like you’re all throwing it in my face or anything.” Allegra and Ian repel like two magnets whenever they see me looking. “I’m just… Lonely for something that no one here can give me.”

“Love?” Macy asks softly.

I nod, my tone growing more playful as I try to pull myself together. “And mind-blowing sex.”

She chuckles. “You’re saying no one here has given you mind-blowing sex?”

“Do you want me to tell you about your husband?” I joke.

Her mouth snaps shut, her eyes widening.

“Macy, I’m joking. Turner’s probably the best. But we don’t fit together that way. Plus, I couldn’t do that to Juliet.”

“Does she have feelings for Turner?” Macy asks in surprise.

“I think she does, but she’ll never admit it.”

“Why not?”

“Turner doesn’t do relationships.”

Macy frowns. “I hope that’s not true forever. He needs love just like anyone else.”

Just like me...

“Are you missing the party?” I ask.

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