Page 173 of There's No Us Without You
“Okay,” I say, drawing out the word. “What’s going on, Ty? Are you in some sort of trouble?”
He’s breathing heavy, as though he’s on a fast-paced walk. “No, I’m trying to keep you out of it.”
My stomach sinks, and my pulse thrums in my ears.
Fuck.
He knows.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, trying to keep the anxiety I’m feeling out of my voice. It doesn’t work though, my words coming out shaky.
“You know why, man. What the fuck? I told you to stay away from that shit and then I find out Brady is supplying you. You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. I—shit, dude.” He groans, a car door slamming in the background. “This could ruin your career.”
I swallow down the lump in my throat. “Who told you?”
Who gives a fuck about my career? I just want to know who the traitor is.
Will has no idea, and if he did, Tyler wouldn’t be living right now, so I cross him off the list. Would Brady have told him? Maybe...
He is an arsehole.
Or . . . fuck.
Eden.
No.
She wouldn’t do that, would she? Go behind my back and talk to Tyler about me?
I shake my head and scrub my free hand over my face.
Put two and two together, idiot.
She found me this morning with the packet of little white pills spilled all over the floor while I scrambled to pick them up.
It was only a matter of time before someone found out, I guess.
My stomach sinks, leaving me with a vile taste in my mouth.
Betrayal, that’s what that is.
She’s fucked me royally.
And not in thelet’s do that againkind of way. This is betrayal and dishonesty at its worst—even worse than the bet she made.
I’ll spend eternity haunting her in her sleep because this is going to fucking kill me.
There’s only silence down the line for a moment, then Tyler sighs. “It’s not important who told me. Whatisimportant is you quitting before you land yourself in fucking jail.”
At least he’s not a traitor—he didn’t sell Eden out like she did me.
“The fuck it isn’t important!” I’m already out of the car and storming towards the front door. “It was Eden, wasn’t it?”
The door slams into the wall when I barge through it, my chest heaving, limbs shaking as I take in my surroundings.
Everything is a little blurry, my eyes now full of angry, burning tears.
I’m not sure what I plan on doing when I come across a certain dark-haired traitor. I should have known I couldn’t trust her. After all, she has betrayed me once before.
