Page 54 of Rue

Geo hadn’t laid a hand on her, not in anger or sexually. He’d just held her and stayed quiet and passive, even though she knew he wanted her to start work on what she promised.

The weekend moved slowly for her, and Mig and Geo were gone for most of it, ‘working’. Sailor used her time to try and find more hidden guns, feigning an upset stomach to look in the downstairs bathroom, then the upstairs bathroom. She also said her head hurt, she needed a nap, and she searched the extra bedroom.

She found two guns, one in the downstairs bathroom taped to the back of a drawer that you couldn’t reach unless you pulled the drawer as far as it would come out. The other was in Geo’s room, taped to the back of the headboard.

She knew there were more but couldn’t get caught looking for them. She was going to have to get up her nerve to get her hands on one and use it. It would have to be when she was alone with Geo somehow, though that only ever happened at night. Even then, other people were in the house.

Monday had her back to school, the last day of finals, and Tuesday was practicing for graduation on Wednesday.

When Wednesday arrived, she was confused and surprised when Geo dressed up to attend. His look when she looked him over was cold and appraising. It was his constant expression now, watching her with that calculating and hard expression like he wanted something he wasn’t getting and was running out of patience.

Her second shock came when she arrived at graduation, and her mother and grandmother were both there, with orderlies helping them and guiding their wheelchairs.

Davon moved up next to her, looking over the top of her to see what she was looking at. “He’s really pullin’ out the fuckin’ stops, ain’t he?” he asked darkly.

“What?”

“You know how much that place costs? A day? Shit, Say, your old life? You could live off it for a month. One fuckin’ day. It’s fuckin’ ridiculous. It’s the kinda fuckin’ life I signed up for, Iwanted that shit. To live like him… be rollin’ in shit like him. Say the word, Say. Say the word and I’ll slip you out. Sneak you off… I got a cousin in Texas, Austin. He runs some shit there. Not like Geo here, but he does aight. I’d get you away from here… keep you safe.”

Sailor turned and craned her neck to look up at him, he was so close. She looked over his earnest face and considered it. “What about my mom?” she asked softly.

“Shit, the meds they have ‘r on? They say she’s respondin’ well and should make a full recovery. She could come down as soon as she’s better!”

“You think he’d let them stay there if I ran away? He’d just forget about them?”

“Then we could take ‘r with us! Both of them, Say! We’d figure it out! We could do it, I’d take care ‘a you! You know I would.”

Sailor nodded slightly, looking down. “I’ll think about it, Day… but I’m still pissed at you. What you did… I expected that from Geo and even Justin, he’s always been a creep, but you? I never thought you would force…”

“I wanted you, Say… God, I want you so bad! I wanted to show you I could be good for you. I shouldn’t’ve, but you also shouldn’t’ve played it off like it wasn’t good, either.”

Sailor went red, turning to sit in her seat since it was about to start. “It wasn’t, Davon, just so you know. You were in the wrong place.”

“Bullshit,” he snorted angrily, his face set like it did when he was pissed. “I know how ta get a girl off, I done it plenty.”

“I’m sure you have, or I’m sure they told you you did… you were too high up, it was doing nothing for me. It felt okay, but it wasn’t going to get me anywhere.”

He snorted again, turning to look down at her with a heated expression.

She refused to look at him, looking up at the stage as the speaker approached the microphone and started talking.

Davon leaned up suddenly, pulled up his robes, and thentook his phone out. Snorting at it, he leaned closer to Sailor. “He wants you to look over your left shoulder and smile at him.”

“What?”

“Look over your left shoulder at him. Smile.”

Sailor looked over her shoulder and then spotted Geo next to her mom. Mig was with him and he was pointing his phone camera at her as Geo sat there giving her a cold look.

“Smile,” Davon reminded her.

Sailor turned back to the front, her face going red.

“Do it, Say, don't piss him off. He wants a pic of you smiling at him.”

Huffing, Sailor turned again and looked at her mom and gramma, smiling at them and even waving at her gramma when she waved.

“Blow him a kiss,” Davon went on after glancing down at his phone again.

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