But that can wait because it’s time for your next clue…
* * *
I drank too much because life got hard
But you were there like a shining star
You held my hand and comforted me
And soon you became all I could see
* * *
“Got it,” Jason said, snapping his fingers. “It’s his house, right? The night he got wasted.”
“Dude, back the hell up.” I looked over my shoulder, frowning at him.
“I’m right though, aren’t I?”
“You’re annoying.”
“But you need me, so come on, Hernandez, let’s get this show on the road.”
My stomach was churning by the time Jason pulled into Asher’s driveway. I’d only been here once since the incident; the night of the party when all people had been thinking about was celebrating Asher’s good news. But now, in the harsh light of day, it seemed wrong to be here.
“Hey, you okay?” Jason asked, his eyes burning into the side of my face.
“I’m not sure I can do this.” The memories of that night strangled my voice.
“Mya, look at me.” His commanding tone coaxed me to glance over at him. “You need to do this. If not for Asher, then for yourself. What went down here was not your fault, okay?”
“Okay.” I nodded unsure whether I believed him.
We climbed out together and I was relieved to have someone by my side, even if it was Jason. “Do you think he’s here?” I asked as we slowly advanced on the house.
“I’m not—”
“There you are.” Felicity burst from the front door. “I’ve been waiting all morning.”
“Hmm, hello,” I said, my brows pinched.
“Oh, don’t give me that look. Like you didn’t know I’d have a hand in making this happen.”
“The thought hadn’t really crossed my mind.” I’d been so swept up in it all, I hadn’t stopped to think about what it took to pull off something like this.
“It’s amazing, right? He put so much thought into everything.” She clapped her hands, excitement dancing in her eyes. “And the notes. I almost died.”
“Hold up,” Jason growled. “You’ve seen the notes?”
“Well, yeah. Why, haven’t you?”
“No, I haven’t seen the fucking notes. Unbelievable.” He skulked past us, into the house.
Felicity laughed at her boyfriend’s tantrum. “He’ll get over it. How are you holding up?”
“I’m… okay, I guess. This is all…” I swallowed. “It’s a lot to take in. I still can’t believe he did all this.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” She winked. “Come on. I think he left a thing or two for you.” I took Flick’s hand and let her pull me inside. “You want some space?”