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“Want to come with? ‘
Blake shrugs, ignoring Ryan.
“Sure. Sounds good. ‘
“Probably head to my house after we’re done and play some pool. Or just hang out, ‘
I continue.
“All right. ‘
Blake nods.
“Meet you in the parking lot after seventh period? ‘
“Perfect. ‘
We slap hands in a complicated ritual we made up when we were fifteen and stupid and then he’ s out.
“What the fuck, Easton? Why did you invite that asshole? ‘
Ryan asks me, his voice rising.
“Because that asshole used to be our friend, ‘
I remind him.
“Yeah and now you think he’s a complete dickwad who’s planning our demise with Aisha. ‘
Ryan makes a face.
“You don’t trust him. ‘
“Nope, I don’t. ‘
“So why would you invite him to hang out with us? ‘
“I want to pick his brain. Figure out what his motives are and where his loyalty lies. I don’t understand him. ‘
“Me either. I don’t want to understand him. ‘
Ryan’s eyes narrow.
“Fuck that guy. ‘
“Look, I don’t disagree. Just…go along with me. Okay? ‘
After school Blake meets us in the parking lot and we go to a nearby restaurant that has some of the best pizza in town. Once we make our orders, we get our drinks and find a booth to sit in.
“I haven’t been here in a long time, ‘
Ryan says once we’re settled in.
“Me either, ‘
Blake says.
“Wish we could’ve ordered a pitcher of beer. ‘
He sneers at his glass full of Pepsi like it’s full of poison.
“I got beer back at my house, ‘
I say.
“We can have a few. ‘
“I’m glad you guys invited me, ‘
Blake says, his expression oddly sincere.
“I’ve missed you both. ‘
“Really? ‘
Ryan leans forward, his brows shooting up.
“I figured you were too busy with Aisha to miss us much. ‘
Blake frowns.
“Look, I know she was kind of nasty at the lake house ‘
“Kind of? ‘
I interrupt. Blake sighs.
“Fine. She was fucking awful. But she’ s damaged goods, man. And that storm fucked her up but good. Made her think of her brother and when she goes there… ‘
Blake shakes his head, making a tsking noise.
“I don’t want to talk about him, ‘
I say, hating the misery coursing through my blood. Those memories are best left behind me.
“And I really don’t want to talk about Aisha either. ‘
“He’s the dickhead who brought her up in the first place. ‘
Blake waves a hand at Ryan.
“Only because I’m trying to figure out if you’re still a friend to us, or are you planning on digging up information from us and reporting to that snake you’re fucking? ‘
Ryan throws back at him.
“Guys. ‘
I blow out an irritated breath, already regretting my choice to invite Blake.
“Shut the fuck up, okay? ‘
“Hey boys. ‘
I go completely still when I hear the too familiar female voice. Fucking Aisha. We all lift our heads to watch her, Julia by her side. The smug looks on their faces make me think they already knew we’d be here.
“The fuck? Did you follow us? ‘
Ryan yells. Aisha visibly flinches.
“As if I would follow you. Get over yourself. ‘
My gaze shifts to Blake.
“Did you tell her we’d be here? ‘
Blake shakes his head.
“No way. Uh uh. I wouldn’ t do that. ‘
I stare at him, not saying a word. Ryan goes quiet too. ‘You have room for two more? ‘
Julia asks flirtatiously.
“No, ‘
I say, not even looking at her. The girls stand at the head of our table for a few more seconds before they both flounce away, visibly pissed. I don’t give a shit.
“You told her, ‘
I say to Blake once the girls are out of earshot.
“Swear to God I didn’t say a word to her. I don’t know how she knew we were here. ‘
Blake’s eyes are wide, his tone insistent.
“I mean it when I say I miss you guys. I wouldn’t want her to here to fuck up our bro afternoon. ‘
“Uh huh. ‘
Ryan shakes his head, nudging me in the ribs.
“I told you this wasn’t a good idea. ‘
Blake rears back as if Ryan’s words shocked him. Fucking Ryan, opening his big mouth.
“What exactly are you doing? ‘
Blake asks me, his gaze narrowed.
“Testing me? Seeing if you can trust me? Fuck this. I don’t need friends like you two. ‘
“We don’t need a friend like you either. Get the fuck out of here, ‘
I snarl. Blake jumps to his feet and grabs his drink.
“Fuck off. The both of you. ‘
We watch him go to Aisha and Julia’s table, where he’s happily welcomed. Of course.
“He’s up to no good, ‘
Ryan mutters as he watches them.
“Yeah, he is, ‘
I say as I watch them too. He most definitely is. But what exactly is he up to?
Harper
Panic is the first thing I feel the moment my alarm goes off, waking me for school. My brain is buzzing with all the things I need to do as the semester wraps up. I’m about to start finals and I’m so behind on studying. I’ve been spending all my time with Easton when I should have my face planted in a book. God, I’m so worried about those tests. If I don’t ace them, my parents will kill me, and colleges won’t be impressed. My parents don’t have the funds to pay for school for both my brother and me, so we have to rely on scholarships. Scholarships that require a certain grade point average. An average that is easier to maintain when you’re not spending twentyfourseven with your sexy boyfriend. At least there hasn’t been any drama for the last month. We had an easy, fun-filled Thanksgiving break that didn’t involve any spray painting or nasty posts from WHGOSSIP. Things have actually beendare I sayquiet. So, I don’t know why, while I lay in bed, my stomach is churning. Why I feel this knot in my chest. Why my blanket feels far too warm. I kick it off and the cool air in my bedroom hits my skin, making me realize how badly I’m sweating. There’s a pool under my back. More on my neck. The room is spinning and my mouth is watering. Oh no. I fly out of bed and run across the hall to the bathroom. Fortunately, I get up before Ryan, so I don’t have to bust in while he’s in the shower. I rush over to the toilet and everything in my stomach comes up. It hurtsthe pain in my chest, the ache in the pit of my gut, the burning in my throat as I retch. And then I hear,
“Got too fucked up with Easton last night? ‘
My brother is standing in the doorway, laughing at me.
“Screw you, ‘
I say, flushing the toilet and going over to the sink to brush my teeth. I swear I closed the bathroom door, but maybe I d forgotten. Regardless, he’s an asshole.
“Dude, you’ve heard me puke my brains out plenty of mornings after I’ve gotten fucked up with your boyfriend. ‘
“I didn’t get fucked up. ‘
I didn’t. Really. Two beers and a hit of his joint, I can’t call that fucked up. But, man, it messed with my stomach, which is funny because I didn’t feel all that buzzed when I went to bed last night. I drop some toothpaste on my toothbrush and scrub my teeth, getting the awful taste out of my mouth. Once I spit, I look at Ryan and say,
“Close the door, I need to shower. ‘
“Lightweight, ‘
he jokes. I give him the finger, but it’s too late, he’s already gone, and I quickly strip and get under the warm water, trying to relax. But even the heat can’t take away this feeling inside me. This heaviness in my chest. The uneasiness in my stomach. I finish washing my hair and body and I get dressed, twisting my hair into a bun, not bothering with makeup. Ryan drives us to school and as I’m walking through the main entrance, Sadie’s the first person I see. I loop my arm around hers, resting my face on her shoulder.
“Ugh. ‘
“Babe, what’s wrong? ‘
“No. ‘
I pause.
“I mean, I got sick this morning, but I don’t think I’m sick, sick. I’m just stressed AF. ‘
She pulls me into an empty nook by her locker, giving us privacy from the other students in the hallway.
“Talk to me, what’s going on? ‘
“It’s stress. It’s eating at my stomach. ‘
She nods sympathetically.
“Been there, I know exactly how it feels. Maybe if you talk about it and let it out, you’ll feel better. ‘
“It’s my grades, Sadie. If I don’t ace these finals, I’ m not going to get a scholarship, and then what? No college for me? Or student loans and a mountain of debt for the rest of my life? And where am I going to go? Where is Easton going? What will that mean for us if we go to different colleges? ‘
‘You’re right, that’s a lot. ‘
She puts her hands on my shoulders.
“But you get the best grades and you’re going to kill your finals. If you need to take a few Eastonfree days, then do it. Bust out some heavy studying and then’she smiles hard ”make up for lost time. ‘
But every minute apart seems like an eternity, especially when, come summer, we’ll probably be heading to different states. Ones that will be far from each other.
“Has Easton talked to you about his college plans? ‘
I shake my head.
“I haven’t asked. I don’t even want to bring it up because I don’t want to face the reality. We’ll probably be plane rides away from one another and then what? I can’t afford a plane ticket, never mind buying one once a month. ‘
“But he can afford it. ‘