Page 111 of Zero Chance

With a grimace, I grumbled, “This is so fucking nasty,” under my breath before I got down on the floor on my back and started to shimmy my head and shoulders under the stall door, pushing myself in with my feet.

Waverly screeched in alarm when we made eye contact and she leaped up from the toilet she’d been sitting on to back between it and the wall.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“I told you; if you didn’t come out, I’d come in.”When her mouth fell open, I bounced my eyebrows at her.“Is this giving you vibes of that time you sat on my face?”

She blinked, her expression telling me I was insane.

“Right.”I cleared my throat.“Too soon.”

When she looked as if she might start crying again, I paused before murmuring, “It was epic, though.Right?That night.”

Her gaze shot to me in surprise, big brown eyes red with tears but also filled with hope.

Needing her to know how I really felt, I softened my voice even more.“No matter how much your treachery pissed me off, nothing changes that fact.That whole night was fucking epic.”

She didn’t say anything, but I could see on her face that she was ready to at least listen to me now.So I said, “I’m coming in.”

She hissed out her reluctant permission even as she said, “What if I’d actually been going to the bathroom?”

I rolled my eyes as I nudged my shoulders and torso under the door.“Something tells me you would’ve mentioned it before now.”

“You’re crazy.”

“Yeah.Well aware.I’m crawling across the floor of a public bathroom to talk to you.Sane people don’t do that.”

“Whyareyou doing this?”

“Because…” Sitting up as soon as I had my upper portion in the stall, I pushed up to my feet and turned to face her, dusting my hands off on my thighs.“I don’t hurt girls.And you’re fucking hurting right now.Don’t let me break my record.At least give me a chance to fix it.”

When I reached for her arm, she gasped and pulled away.“You need to wash your hands before laying a finger on me.”

I snickered in amusement.“If I wash my hands, will you come back to the library with me?”

She scoffed.“I’m not going back inside that library.Not where you can fling more books at me.”

“No worries,” I assured.“I can make that stop.I won’t let a single book hurt you.I promise.”

“So youdiddo it?”

“No.”I shook my head, knowing I couldn’t explain it.I had toshowher the truth.“I’d never attack you like that.”

She furrowed her brow, confused.“Then how can you stop it?Can you control it or not?”

“Fine, I guess, Icancontrol it,” I relented with a tip of my head.“To a point.But not in the way you think.Let me show you.Please.I’ll explain everything, and you’ll finally understand.Okay?”

She bit her lip in indecision, and I could tell the curiosity was eating at her.Shedidwant to understand how the books had floated.

I’m pretty sure she still didn’t want to hear my apology, but at least she wasn’t totally against an explanation anymore.

After mumbling out her own disgust for giving in, she muttered, “Five minutes.”

Relief poured through me.“Thank you,” I breathed, closing my eyes briefly.I spun away and held up my end of the deal by opening the door and heading to the sinks to wash my hands.But also because they were totally gross, and I just wanted them clean.

Waverly stood there, watching with the most bewildered expression, as if she couldn’t believe I would actually do what I said I would.

The door to the bathroom opened while I was rinsing the soap away.Waverly and I turned to see the girl with a backpack thrown over her shoulders halt in the doorway and gape at me before lifting her brows meaningfully in Waverly’s direction.

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