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39. Henry

Issue 7 of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteSo, I finally lost my virginity.Near the end of sophomore year, Beth Anne, a girl from my speech class, asked me out, saying she was into the strong, silent type. I had no idea that was the impression I gave. After Reuben had stolen Avery and fucked Kerri out from under me, I’d just kind of shut down and stopped showing my emotions.Letting them hang out there on my sleeve for the world to see hadn’t done me any good. I’d only ended up with my heart ripped to shreds.So, no more.As a result, I had closed up shop, stopped interacting as much with people, usually stayed quiet in a crowd unless spoken to directly, and I basically avoided women altogether.Jacking off was so much simpler than aching and wanting something I couldn’t have, or making the attempt, only for some weaselly jackass to sleep with her first. But apparently, that made me come across as hard-to-get. It drove bolder girls crazy, and
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40. Haven

I’d just settled into bed for the night with Bingley curled on my pillow and nested in my hair when I heard footsteps pause outside my bedroom.Wick.I could just barely make out his silhouette when he peered in the open doorway to check on me.“I’m awake,” I told him and then lifted my covers in invitation. “You can come in.”Without a word, he stepped into my room and crossed the floor, grasping the raised sheets and crawling under them with me.Bingley meowed in greeting and stumbled across my face so she could go to her human daddy and investigate him with sniffs and licks.“Hey, I didn’t know you were in here too,” Wick said softly, petting the kitten a moment before he scooped her up and leaned over the side of the mattress to set her on the carpet.Darting across the floor, she raced from my room, probably on the hunt for a snack or toy to play with.Once she was gone, Wick turned back to me and immediately gathered me into his arms. Grateful for the contact, I sank agai
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41. Haven

I woke up, feeling good. Like really good.Sighing in contentment, I stretched on top of my lover and grinned as my naked flesh shifted against his. Mmm, he felt nice.Rested and more awake than I’d ever felt before when waking up, I checked the time, only for my eyebrows to lift in shock when I realized it was only five in the morning.“Hey… Wick,” I said, kissing him all over the face to wake him up too.When he grunted out a sound, telling me he was just barely stirring, I grinned and stroked my fingernails along his jaw. “Let’s go jogging.”“Huh?” He cracked open one eye.“Let’s go jogging,” I repeated.With a muffled groan of rejection, he slid an arm around me to tether me to him fully as if he feared I was going to jump out of bed that very moment and drag him along with me.“Let’s sleep in,” he countered.“Jog,” I argued with a grin, wiggling on top of him.Both his eyes opened this time, and he shifted in order to let me feel his morning wood. “You want cardio? I can
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42. Henry

Issue 8 of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteI met Jocelyn at the store. I was halfway through my junior year and needed some soap, milk, and new socks. She was out in the parking lot when I pulled into a spot about three spaces down, trying to fit a large-screen television box into the trunk of her Honda.I’d just stepped out of my truck and shut the door when I heard the cursing. I glanced over to see the shopping cart she’d just pulled the television from tip onto its side. Then she lost her grip on the box altogether, and it plunged toward the pavement.“Whoa!” Racing over, I caught an edge of the box and helped her steady it. “Here. I got this end.”“Oh my God, thank you,” a feminine voice gushed from the other side. The only thing I could see of her was her hands wrapped around to my side and clutching the cardboard for dear life. Her fingernails were painted a dark maroon.Together, we tried to slot the television into the trunk. When the
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43. Haven

I had to hold Wick’s phone in front of him and use his face recognition feature to break into his contact information.When I went to his recent calls and saw that Cannon had been the last person he’d talked to, I hit send and rang his best friend, figuring that would do.“Dude,” J.J. answered on a hoarse groan. “This better be good. It’s after three in the fucking morning.”“It’s Haven,” I told him, my voice quivering with shock and fear. “Wick won’t wake up. Now get your ass over here and help me get him to a hospital.”“What? Oh, shit. Be there in ten.” He hung up on me, leaving me staring at an unconscious Wick and wondering if I’d ever see him alive again.“God, Wick. Please,” I begged. “Just open those pale blue beauties for me one more time.”He didn’t.Beginning to cry, I rushed around the apartment, ignoring the tears on my cheeks so I could change into some clothes and put on shoes, then gather my purse and Wick’s wallet. Then I unlocked the front door so I wouldn’t ha
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44. Haven

I might’ve passed out. Okay, I totally passed out.When I came to, Cannon was smacking me across the cheek. It was probably a dream-come-true moment for him.“Hey, sunshine,” he growled moodily. “Wake up.”My eyes shot open. I was lying on the floor, still in the room where we’d been told what they were going to do to Wick, and his best friend was kneeling over me, scowling.“They’re going to drill a hole in his head,” I uttered, my voice raspy, running too high and too fast.“Yeah,” he muttered, grabbing my forearm and forcing me to sit up. “I’d already figured out as much.”Hugging myself, I began to rock. “Did you call his family?”He nodded. “They’re on their way now.”“And the rest of his friends?”“Been texting them all night, keeping them apprised. Come on,” he urged, waving his hand at me as he stood. “Get up. Let’s go see if the cafeteria’s open yet.”I shook my head bleakly, even as I trailed him from the room. “I don’t think I could eat anything right now.”“Well,
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45. Wick

They released me from the hospital two days later.After removing the tube, they sewed the area closed and scheduled me to get the stitches removed in ten days’ time.I’d never been so scared to look into a mirror in my life, but once I did, it wasn’t all that gruesome. They’d shaved a portion off the crown of my head, but I had enough hair everywhere else, I could probably cover the bald spot with not a whole lot of work. It wasn’t Frankenstein-worthy, but it wasn’t pretty either.All my friends visited while I was in the hospital, popping in after practice to check on me. They apologized for not realizing how bad off I’d been, but I told them not to worry about it. Who knew a little concussion would turn into a freaking epidural hematoma and a hole in the head?My family came in and out at all hours of the day, but Haven and Cannon hung around the longest. Izzy even had to stop by our apartment to feed Bingley because Haven didn’t want to leave my side. I had to say, I liked havi
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46. Haven

Wick didn’t try to seduce me when we reached the apartment. He must’ve sensed I was no longer in the mood. When I mumbled something about starting a stew for supper, he let me retreat without following me.It took about five minutes of me banging around the kitchen, dragging every vegetable I could find onto the countertops, and lining them up by size, then color, before I realized Wick had left me alone. He didn’t leave me alone when I was upset. He lingered on the fringes, watching me like a hawk, always alert and ready to step in if he was needed.Why the hell had he left me alone?Something was wrong. Oh Lord, what if removing his stitches had hurt him? Dropping the carrots I was trying to wedge between the celery and red peppers, I turned and hurried from the kitchen.When I reached his room, his door was open a foot. I lifted my hand to knock as I approached, but then I paused when I saw him inside pacing and looking extremely agitated.“Motherfucking son of a bitch,” he his
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47. Haven

“HayHay,” Wick whispered, his voice broken and full of pain and misery. He started to stand, but I held up a hand.“No, don’t get up. I think… I think I’ll just come down there with you.” And I sank to my knees right where I’d been standing in the doorway. Bingley wiggled in my arms. I let her down, and once she hit the floor, she bounded over to Wick, who picked her up and cuddled her gratefully.Gripping the tops of my thighs, I rocked back and forth and I watched the kitten comfort the man.“So,” I started, swallowing hard before glancing around the room and settling my gaze back on him. “You liked me three years ago? When we were freshmen?”“I…” Pain slashed across his features before he gulped and nodded. “I shared a class with you. The first time I saw you across the room, I thought you were pretty. So I told some of my friends on the team about it.”From the expression on his face, I knew he was downplaying it. Big-time.“Why?” I croaked, wiping wetness from my cheeks. “Wh
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48. Henry

Final Issue of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteSenior year came at last. Thank God. I was so ready to get out of this college and away from certain memories. Certain people.I would always have a soft part for the marching band and the friends I’d made there. I had a feeling I’d remain in most of their lives long after graduation. But other parts, I couldn’t wait to escape.Just a few months to go, and it’d all be over.I was looking forward to starting fresh. I could make myself a clean slate. I could leave behind all the things that haunted me and hopefully find a job in my dream career, then meet someone I clicked with and build a life with her.I wouldn’t have to see Avery or Reuben or any of his bothersome friends ever again. It would be nice.Meanwhile, I was hanging on and making sure I got through as I remained focused on graduation.After being assigned a partner—Elliot—in my orchestration class, I agreed to meet with him at his dorm
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