Page 94 of Splintered Hearts

“What?”

Bri sighs, standing. “I’ll go check on him.” It hits me then. If I wasn’t tipsy I may have understood.

The scars.

Tweny Three

Jamie

My joint gets snatched from my fingers before I can bring it to my lips for another drag. “Hey!” Brianna rolls her decorated eyes at me, ignoring my scowl. “What the fuck, Bri?!”

“Oh, shut up.” Taking a drag herself, she then stomps on it.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Saving you from yourself, yet again. Jamie gets pouty. Jamie gets high. Jamie makes it everyone else’s problem. Blah blah blah.” She folds her arms over her chest and I know she feels a chill. The weather’s kind of mild for late September, but the impractical top she’s wearing—and probably made—is a bit thin.

“Here.” I offer her my sweater and she begrudgingly accepts it.

“I’m not that cold.”

“I can see your nipples.”

“You’re welcome.”

“What are you doing?”

“Seeing if you’re okay.”

“Fucking fantastic.”

“Josh didn’t know.”

“Josh is a dick.” Logically, I know Josh doesn’t know I almost died, but still. Josh is an asshole.

“Seems to like Noah a lot.”

Rage punches my chest. “Good for him.” Fuck, I just need something to do with my hands. Something that doesn’t involve smoking, drinking, or punching Josh’s stupid, pretty fuckingface.

Breathe.

“Noah looks hot, huh?” Her purple lips split into a mischievous smile. Luci had said once that Brianna looked like a pixie—colorful, playful, and out to start trouble. She’s also tiny, which would only get me a punch to the nuts if I said it out loud.

“His makeup looks good.” Noah does look stunning, and all Josh keeps doing is gawking and being a fucking dick.

“What did Noah say about your clothing?”

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Although he didn’t have much time with Mark, Hunter, and fuckwad Josh coming through the door. “He didn’t say anything.” Bri’s manicured brows pinch with sympathy I don’t want.

“Oh, Jamie—”

“It’s fine, he—”

“Hey, hey!” I hear someone say around the back, probably on the porch. We’re hidden in the shadows on the side underneath my bedroom window. “I got a minute.” Bri looks at me and mouthsJosh. “I’m at a friend’s house right now. Heading out soon, though. Yeah, I met the friend. Typical slutty bottom. Pretty face, round ass. Perfect. Yeah, yeah, I know. No. Liam thinks I’m out at a convention right now. It’s fine. If you saw this little twink you wouldn’t blame me. I’m going to take him back to a hotel. Why would I break up with Liam? It’s like having a live-in maid I can fuck. Win-win. Yeah okay, sure. Of course. I’ll try to get some nudes for you. ’Kay, talk to you later.”

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