Page 236 of Call the Shots
“I need to talk to her?—”
“June’s gone. She grabbed some of her stuff and left.” I tried to push past him, but he shut the door. “No, you’re not leaving, you’re yelling—you need to calm down.”
I wanted nothing more than to head downstairs but how much shit had I gotten myself into by ignoring Fridge’s advice? What if I said the wrong thing or what if I was right about the worse-case scenario? I returned to the chair in pain. This hurt so much worse than the nudes leak.
The door opened again. Montoya. “Bear? June said I need to come in?”
“Not now, Montoya,” I muttered.
“Why don’t you sit down?” Fridge said. “We’ll order pizza, have a movie night.”
I shook my head. “I need fifteen minutes, that’s it?—”
“June’s gone,” Fridge told me. “You’re staying here.”
I hunkered down, silent again.
Denali came to talk to me like I wanted to talk to that pasty fuck, and I ignored him until I realized it wasn’t just him. More of my teammates arrived, everyone quiet, like I wouldn’t have noticed twenty grown men walking into where they weren’t wanted.
“This isn’t a fucking party,” I snarled.
In the midst, I saw the one person I didn’t have the goddamn energy to deal with. Elijah’s eyes met mine. He still looked like shit. Probably hadn’t been sleeping either, I could see that much.
That motherfucker had the balls to sit on the couchnearme.
“I don’t fucking need you people,” I snapped. “I don’t need any of you—I don’t need anybody! GET THE FUCK OUT!”
My teammates didn’t listen. They filled the room, everyone lounging together, ordering pizza, bringing in drinks, and throwing games on the TV. The more I yelled, the more they ignored me until I just couldn’t yell anymore.
I threatened to leave but that was a lie—I didn’t want to go back to the dorm. I didn’t want to look at every reminder June and I had built into each other’s lives. Breaking down each other’s walls until I honestly couldn’t separate us anymore.
I put my head in my hands and only looked up when my phone buzzed.
June?
No.
I stared down at my screen, at the last person I expected to text me.
CHAPTER 87
JUNE
LIKE A CAGED ANIMAL
Too many ofmy things were in Bear’s room, I hurried to pack an overnight bag, brushing away the tears with the back of my hand. There’s the truth and there’s lies. Two entirely different things, right? Except I never told Bear I knew about his pictures and the longer I held on to that fact, the more I wanted it to be true.
It was selfish, I knew it was wrong. Every time Bear asked me to consider something more serious between us, I couldn’t stop thinking about it.
I had to tell him, I just couldn’t do it.
Outside of Roman Villa, I saw Xavier coming up, and I swore under my breath, choked with tears. “Would you leave me the fuckalone?!”
“Hold on—you stormed out ofGianna’spretty quick?—”
I elbowed him away, heading to the parking lot. I didn’t know where I’d go first but I knew I had to get away from RV.
“June, you go running to Marrs with your tail between your legs, what happens?”
