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His brows raise. “Do you know her…?”
I don’t give him a chance before I slam his body against the metal pole of the pavilion covering the bathrooms. “You fucker.”
He lets out a grunt as I do it again—this time with more force.
“Fuck,” the guy mumbles. “Em’s my girl’s best…” His voice trails off as his eyes roll back in his head.
Uh oh.
I give his collar a good shake. “What did you say?”
He sputters back to life. “Emersyn is my girl’s best friend. Chill the fuck out. I didn’t even know she was bringing a date. We aren’t even from here.”
Oh shit.
My eyes drop to blood oozing from the guy’s nose, and instantly release him.
This is bad. This is really fucking bad.
“Who are you?” the guy asks, stumbling toward me as I take a step back. “I feel like…” His voice trails off and I already see the concussion written all over his face.
My phone starts buzzing again, and the guy falls to the ground.
“I fucked up,” I say, as soon as I answer the phone. “I gotta get out of here. I’m not good… I’m not good.” My voice starts to break.
Bradford grimaces. “Already on my way.”
BONUS CHAPTER
Emersyn
“Where is Dustin?” Catie turns to me as the band finishes the third song, concern written on her face. “How much has he had to drink? Do you know?”
I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t know. I’m not his keeper…”
I don’t even want to freaking be here.
Catie flips her hair over her shoulder, and then pushes past me. “I have to find him. This is only like our second date, and weworktogether. I can’t just let him die of alcohol poisoning or something. He’s going to start avoiding me again.”
My eyes widen, and spin on my heels, jogging to catch up to her. “I’m sure he’s totally fine. He’s probably going to laugh when we find him.”
“Or not…” Catie’s hand slaps over her mouth as we round the corner of the stage, the back part of the stage casting a deep shadow across the grass. “Dustin!” Catie takes off running toward where I see a body slumped on the ground.
I blink, trying to discern what I’m even looking at. “Is he…” My mind flashes to Adam’s body in the snow, and my stomach lurches, bile shooting up the back of my throat.
“His nose is bleeding!” Catie drops to her knees beside the lump on the ground. “Em!” She shouts at me, and it jars meforward. I stand back as I make it to him, staring down at blood oozing from his nose and running down the side of his face.
“I should call the paramedics…” My voice trails off, as I wrap my arms around my body. “Maybe he fell…”
“Dustin,” Catie shakes him, and thankfully his eyes flutter open. “What happened?”
He groans, and then grabs for the back of his head. “That dude came out of nowhere.”
“Someone did this to you?” Catie demands, her brows furrowed.
“Some… Well…” His voice trails off, and then looks up at me, his eyes starting to clear. “They thought I was with you.”
My heart skips a beat. “What?”
