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I can hear him sigh on the other end. “Oh, I am sorry, Dollface. Did you find out what happened?” he asks with concern in his voice.

“No, she wouldn’t even talk to me. All she did was cry and look out of the window.” I wipe my rolling tears off my face. “Dane, what if something happened to her? What if I didn’t care enough to watch her, make sure she was safe?” I continue to cry into the phone.

“Jenny, listen to me, you have done nothing wrong. Look, I already know what happened. I will fill you in more later about it all. Just a massive misunderstanding.” I shake my head in surprise.

“Wait, you know? How do you know? And why can’t you tell me?” I ask, as I start to raise my voice at him.

“I just can’t, Jenny,” he says as I let out a little laugh.

“Oh, you justcan’t?That’s fucking bullshit, Dane! This is my best friend! I deserve to know what the fuck happened to her tonight!” I can hear him let out a low sigh on the other end.

“Then, you let her tell you.” And with that, the phone hangs up.

“Mother fucker!” I yell, as I hit my hand on my steering wheel, causing my horn to go off. I dial his number again and it goes straight to voicemail. “Fucking cute!” I yell again. I grab my purse from the back seat, and tear through it, grabbing my pack of smokes and taking a cigarette out.

Placing it between my lips, I light it and take a long pull as the cherry burns bright on the end. I let out a relieved sigh. This may not fix everything, but at least it starts to calm my fiery emotions. I was just about to start this car and make my way back to that asshole’s house and really let him have it.

I took a few minutes to calm down and figured it’s just best I finish my cigarette and then head inside to get some much-needed rest. Finishing my third cigarette, I turned off my car and made my way into the cold, quiet night, and headed towards the dorms. By the time I make it to our room, I see Brook is already passed out on her bed, snoring. I roll my eyes hard.

I am going to fucking kill her tomorrow for this silent game bullshit. Not even caring to change or wash off my makeup, I head over to my bed and fall into it. My eyes close as the darkness takes me.

The morning sun blares through the window, casting its rays right onto my eyes, making me wince as I open them. Fuck it burns. And oh, my stomach is not okay. I feel my stomach turn and bile start to make its way up my throat as I run to the bathroom and release all the mixed booze from the night before into the toilet.

I grip the sides and puke six times until I fall back against the wall my head pounds from the forceful throwing up.

“Just fucking great,” I say as I stand up and turn on the faucet, letting the cold water run. I bend down and put some water into my mouth, gargle and spit it out. I soak my face next with icy water. The sensation on my warm, sticky face feels amazing. I hop into a cool shower to help with my overheating body.

Grabbing my toothbrush, I put extra toothpaste on it and brushed vigorously for a few minutes. After I finished, I headed back into our room and saw Brook still passed out on her bed. She is gonna feel like shit. The thought makes me giggle a little. I grabbed my phone and saw I have a missed text from Dane.

DANE: Dollface. I am sorry. I know I should have just told you what happened last night. You already mean a lot to me and that wasn’t fair. I just wanted you to know that she was ok. Nothing bad happened to her. I hope you can forgive me. And I hope you and her will come back over so we can get this all settled.

I scoffed as I read his message. I decided not to reply right away, and headed out to grab some coffee and bagels. After about thirty minutes, I replied back.

Jenny: …Look, I am not trying to fight. I just wanted to know what happened to my friend and you couldn’t respect me enough to let me know. I don’t understand what the big deal is Dane.

DANE: …I didn’t tell you because It’s not mine to tell. Just look, trust me. Come over later. Or ask Brook herself. I don’t want to fight either. I just want to hold you again.

His words send a smile across my face. The thought of his muscular arms tight around my body. His lips on mine again. I can’t get this man off my damn mind. I take a deep breath and calm myself down.

JENNY: …Fine. But you have some SERIOUS making up to do.

Sending a winking face at the end, he sees the message right away and starts to message back, the little dots dancing back and forth on my screen.

DANE: …Oh dollface, I have so many ways I would love to make that up to you.

My face heats as I read his words, a little grinning devil emoji on the end. I send him a kiss face and make my way back up to the dorm room. When I open the door, I am greeted with a soft smile and Brook, sitting up in her bed, her eyes with an‘I’m sorry’in them. I smile at her and enter.

CHAPTER 8

ELI

“Brooklyn!” I yell, as she runs out of my door and into the hall. “What the fuck Ashley?” I couldn’t help looking down at her tear-soaked face, black mascara smudged around her eyes.

“What the fuck?” she says, as I let her up. “What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me!” She smacks me straight across the face. “How could you, Eli?” She sobs and pushes me back. “Why are you doing this to me?” Before she could hit me again, I grabbed her wrist.

“You need to calm the fuck down, Ashley. I have told you many times we are not together.” I curse while looking at her.

She drops to the floor grabbing her face into her hands. “I thought we were more than just fucking sex. I have given you everything, Eli and then you do this fucking shit to me! You see some fucking young skank and must fuck her while I was just all over you.” She cries, pounding her fists into the floor.

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