Page 6 of Bells

We needed more. I knew we did.

I hated to admit that maybe love was what we were missing. Each of us deserved it. At least those were words my therapist told me to tell myself on repeat.

I deserved to be loved.

I deserved to love in return.

I looked back to the flames.

I could definitely love Isabella.

A smile touched my lips at the prospect of having a special someone in my life I could bond with who wasn’t one of the guys. Who I could tell all my thoughts and fears to. Who would understand me. Make love to me. Tell me I was worth it.

Isabella. . .

My Bells. . .

I couldn’t wait to see her again.

BELLS

Iwatched as Church sat down at the watchers’ table during lunch. He looked beautiful with his windswept blond hair, his Chapel Crest blazer open, and his collar unbuttoned. His icy green eyes took in his surroundings like a predator.

But he never looked at me.

I ground my teeth, wishing he would. Melanie was too close to him at his table. While I knew he wasn’t with Melanie, the queen bee bitch who ran a lot of Chapel Crest when Church wasn’t putting people to their knees, I knew he was fucking her whenever he got the chance. She was an easy lay, and rumor had it she laid with all of them. She’d even been with Sin before me.

I hated her.

I stared at Church as he raked his fingers through his hair.

Please, look at me. . .

“Hey,” Sin’s voice cut through my thoughts.

I smiled up at him. “Hey.”

“I like your hair in that ponytail. It’s good for tugging.”

I blew out a breath and fixed the smile on my face as I noticed Church now talking to Melanie. My nails dug into my palms as I fisted my hands, my jaw tense. She raked her fingers through his hair.

“You OK?”

“Yeah. Why?”

Sin looked to where Church was sitting with Melanie and frowned.

“You seem. . . distracted.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “Seems to me that maybe you’re distracted. Do you want to argue with me or something?”

“No. I came to see you. Why are you upset?”

“Why do you always think I’m upset? You’re being ridiculous,” I snapped at him. My anger bubbled to the surface. I was chomping at the bit to drive my fist into the center of Melanie’s face as she giggled at something Church said.

“I don’t mean to be a dick, Bells, but did you take your meds today—“

I ground my teeth. “Of course I took my meds. I take them every fucking day, Sin.”

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