71. Ride back home

104. Ride back home

- Natalie -

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I fall asleep on the bus, with my legs folded against my chest and head leaning to the window. I open my eyes after probably an hour and see the bus flying through the highway. I glance up to see the clear blue sky through the glass roof.

“Nice sleep?” I jerk away at the voice, then sigh. He is sitting at the opposite window, looking at me.

I nod.

My eyes are not hurting anymore. My head is a little better. But if West sits and stares at me like this, my headache might return anytime soon.

“What are you doing here?” I ask and look around, trying to spot Riley. Top deck of this bus is almost empty.

“She is on the lower deck...”

I feel a twist in my stomach.

Will she call me a whore too? For sleeping with her boyfriend.

“I wanted you to know that I didn’t do this.”

I know.... It is kind of obvious.

He was here and why would he do this if it could damage his relationship with Riley?

“I thought you guys came by car,” I say to change the subject.

“She did