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"Yeah. And?" I stare back at him.
"Would have been nice to know that."
"Now you do."
"You gonna tell me why the fuck she was asking about Sabrina?"
"She was?" I bite my tongue. "When?"
Dean scoffs. "Guess you don't know everything about her."
Irritation seeps into my voice. "Never said I did."
Leighton looks to me. "At Ryan's party. She seemed really concerned."
Dean's voice gets low. "Why the fuck is there anything to say about Sabrina? Your sister is supposed to be in rehab."
"She checked out early." I try to make my voice even, but it refuses. I'm still pissed. I'm still worried she's going to die with a needle in her arm no matter what I do.
"When?" he asks.
"A few weeks ago."
He shakes his head. "And you didn't fucking tell me?"
"I didn't tell her either. Bree was there. At my place. High. Iris was with me."
"Were you gonna fucking tell me?" Dean asks.
"I can handle Bree on my own." I have for a long time.
All theI'm gonna fuck with youfalls off his face. His eyes turn down. His lips curl into a frown. "But you don't have to."
"I want to."
"Why? You don't trust me?"
"You know I do."
"How the fuck do I know that?" He shakes his head. "You've been M.I.A., Walker. You like this girl. I get it. I like her too."
"You do?" Leighton's face screws with confusion. She shoots me areallylook.
I shrug.
He flips her off.
"Seriously, Dean, you've been a total dick to her," she says.
"I'm working on it." He looks to me. "And I am fucking sorry I've been an asshole to your… whatever she is. But you need to work on this shit too. You forget I've known you forever. That smile you plaster on every day is bullshit. I've known it's bullshit. Just not why."
I press my heel into the ground. "It's not bull—"
"Yeah. It is. If Bree showed up at your place high…" He shakes his head. "You're freaking the fuck out. Imagining the cops notifying you they've found her dead in a fucking alley."
I suck a breath between my teeth. "Sometimes. So what?"
"So, you tell your fucking friends shit is messed up." He takes a step backward. "We can help. I can help."
