Emma. “I don’t know what to do, Molly,” I tell her, almost in tears. “They’re so mad at me right now.” Mom and Travis have refused to pick up my calls or even talk to me. After the disaster at the get-together, I haven’t seen them or talked to them. Travis ignored me, and mom kicked me out of the
The thought of that brings a certain kind of panic inside me. I didn’t want to think of that. I didn’t want to let go of my dream of being with Rowan. I stay quiet as I fight her words in my head. “Emma?” she calls. I know her; she wants me to agree. She wants me to tell her that I’ll think about
Rowan. It’s been two days since the truth came out, and I still can’t get over the kiss. When I dipped my head to kiss Ava, I expected her to push me away. Worse, to slap me. I can’t deny that I was surprised when she let me kiss her. That surprise soon turned into happiness and joy. I can’t fuck
All the hope I had shrivels up and dies. Hell. Will I ever get a chance to make things right? Is it even possible to win her back? “I doubt that's the only thing. We both know Ava. If she didn’t want it, she wouldn’t have let you. Hormones be damned,” he tries to encourage me, but I’m not really fe
Ava. I haven’t been able to get the freaking note out of my head. It’s all I think about. I wanted to believe that it was nothing but a prank, but I’m not so sure. Not when I get a bad feeling every time I read it. I’ve thought about reporting, but I don’t want to make a big deal out of it. It wa
“What is it? You’re yelling my name like it’s the end of the world,” I tell him once I realize he still hasn’t said a word. His eyes were wide as if he just discovered something huge. I stare at him. He has a sweat shirt and sweat pants. At first I’m confused why he wasn’t at work, but then I remem
“What’s up, Ava?” We rarely talk. Most of the time, it’s just a message here and there. All of them consist of him letting me know he has sent a package and me thanking him for it. I know it’s dangerous, but he’s the only one I can think of to help me right now. I won’t lie. The second note has to
“Don’t worry, Ava. We’ll catch this bastard. There is no way I’ll allow him or her to hurt you or my niece,” he assures me, his voice taking a soft note. “Thanks” We talk a little bit longer before we hang up. I don’t get up from my spot on the couch. There were a million things to do in the hous