All Chapters of He Doesn't Have Her: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

  “Bro, you’re coming to my party, right?” Tristan asks me. We just finished our exams and we’re both walking to the cafeteria with Paul. “Oh yeah, you going for it, man?” Paul asks Tristan with a grin, playfully hitting his arm, I furrow my brows in confusion. “Going for what?” I ask.“Paul and I made this bet,” Tristan starts. No. “Not another bet, Tristan,” I frown.“We’ve talked about this, that’s bull!” I add.“Oh come on, Ace.” He tries to reason with me.

“Where’s your key?” Ace asks me while helping me out of the car and walked me to our porch, he holds out his left hand while his right one is gripping my arm.“I don’t know…they’re in Chloe’s car? I think,”I seriously cannot remember, why can’t I remember?“They’re in what?”“I said they’re in Chloe’s car!” I yell.“Gosh, you are much more complicated when you’re high,” He sighs and pulls me back inside his car.“Where are we going?” I ask but he didn’t answer.We were still on the road and I feel my stomach turning once again.Ace turns the AC off and the window beside me rolls down, the cold air hits my face and I let out a groan.Ok, yeah I’m high.It just felt so good.So good that I even opened up my mouth, put my tongue out and let it taste the cold air.I feel my whole body tense up and restless, the lights on the road seem much brighter, making my head spin, I giggled for no apparent reason and now I feel like puking.Ace takes a turn and the street lights are gone, replacing

After breakfast at Ace’s, I quickly headed home and facetimed Ollie. Good thing mom didn’t hear me, she was still asleep, she must’ve been tired from work.  “I don’t know what to do, Ollie.” I groan, plopping myself down on my bed.“The guy definitely has anger issues,” He mumbles through the phone, getting sidetracked for the fourth time since I called.“You’re not listening to me!” I yell.“Of course, I am! You told me that Tristan made you take this drug and was about to take advantage of you-which you should report-Ace found out and came to the rescue-that was so hot, by the way-and then he took you to the lake, where he punched the hell out of a tree and then the both of you made out, completely intoxicated.” He says in jus

I don't exactly remember how long the drive was, I definitely wasn't too preoccupied with my thoughts, nor looking at the boy driving the car I'm in. I couldn't help but ask, "Was Tristan always like this?"He heard what I said. Before I spoke up, the ride was quiet. I'm guessing the car had something to do with memory flashbacks of a bonfire and a lake and a kiss that none of the two of us seem to remember.Ace was quiet for a few seconds, he looked like he was trying to remember his years with a supposed asshole."He was...a really confusing kid. I mean, we both were. He could be helping out some lost freshman and lead them to their actual classes, or sometimes he would choose to play with their heads and make them end up in the maintenance area. Sometimes, what he does are worse than just losing a freshman on campus. You'd never really expect what he chooses to do next.""Were you like that?" I ask.Frankly, I didn't want to expect a particular answer from him. Although it will gi