Page 28 of Lost
I refuse to give him any chance of stopping me and continue out the sliding doors of the building.
Taking a deep breath, I keep walking as I go into the ride share app on my phone to call a car. I just want to get away, and I’m starting to limp a little.
A car pulls up next to me, the windows all blacked out. My breaths begin to fall faster until the window rolls down and I see Evan and Cian Sullivan.
“I’m sorry we scared you,” Mr. Sullivan says, wincing as he sees my hand on my chest. “Where are you going? I’ll never tell you what to do, but walking out unprotected isn’t a good idea.”
My lip wobbles as I nod, and I force myself to steel my spine. No more crying, I’ve already made my decision to leave.
“I’m going home. I’m calling a ride share now,” I explain.
“Absolutely not,” Evan growls. “I’d much rather drive you.”
“Could you drive me and not ask any questions?” I ask. “I’m having a really weird day.”
“I can be quiet,” Mr. Sullivan says with a small chuckle. “I’d rather we get you home safely than take a ride share.”
“Okay,” I say, blowing out a breath. “That’ll work then.”
“That bad of a day?” Evan asks, brow raised.
“Shh,” Mr. Sullivan says. “No questions.”
“That’s what I want to hear,” I murmur, opening the door.
Mr. Sullivan leans back onto his side of the backseat, allowing me to get into the vehicle. Closing the door, I drop my head back with a small sigh. I can feel Mr. Sulivan’s gaze on me, but I turn my head to look out the window.
I don’t know if taking pain medication will help me with this phantom pain, but it does make sense as that it wouldn’t. I’ll just grit my teeth and deal. If Hollis feels like this, then I will as well.
I force myself to breathe evenly, and open my eyes to find that we’re almost to my tiny house on Pack Ledger’s property. I need to check on Pixie, feed her, and pack her along with our things into the van.
I was just getting comfortable here, and now it’s time to go. It’s kind of depressing.
“Nova?” Mr. Sullivan asks as we approach the gate and I pull out my fob to open it.
“Yes?” I ask, pushing the button for the gate.
“I can’t help but scent how sad you are,” he sighs. “Are you sure that I can’t do anything for you?”
Biting my lip as I open the vehicle door, I sigh. “Tell everyone I’m sorry,” I rasp. “I have to go for a little while.”
“Go?” Evan asks, twisting around. “Why?”
“Because I’m fucking everything up by being here,” I say, getting out of the car.
I don’t wait as I walk, making sure to hit the button on the gate to close it behind me so they can’t follow. This is for the best, even if no one else understands.
Chapter Six
LARS
“Where is she going?” I ask, watching Nova leave.
“Home,” Caleb grunts, rubbing his chest. “She’s feeling Hollis’ pain, and apparently has been since she moved here. But, it’s glitchy, because she was fine the last time Hollis was hurt. I don’t know, man. This twin thing is fucking weird.”
Nodding, I find that I don’t like that she’s leaving. We haven’t been the nicest to her, and we need to change that.
A doctor walks past us looking lost, and I raise my brow. I wonder if this is the jerk that she’s scent matched to. I'm aware of my double standard, but I’m willing to share with my brother and we’re naturally assholes.
