He wants us, end of.
It’s personal, and I can’t help but think we’re paying for the sins of the man we once called our dad.
Either way, Donny has shown that he’s not messing about by laying a hand on my girl. I just fear what comes next if we keep ignoring him.
I shouldn’t have listened to Ace, but then, I don’t really have any other option. I can hardly go to him and beg like a little bitch for him to stop.
The second the sun comes up, I unlock my cell and call her number.
“Morning, Little Dove.” My voice sounds weird even to my own ears. It’s lighter than it usually is, knowing that I’m about to hear her down the line.
Fuck, I’m turning into a right pussy.
“Morning,” Hadley croaks.
“Did you sleep okay?”
“Uh… not really. I prefer being beside you.”
“Then you should have stayed.”
She sighs. “I can’t hide at your place forever. Someone would have noticed in the end, and I can’t have anyone telling my parents that I’m not toeing the line.”
“About that…” I start.
“Please, Cole. It’s Monday morning. The last thing I need to talk about is them and my old life.”
“I know but—”
“I know, you want more. I’ll tell you more, I promise, just… not yet.”
“Okay. So… what are you wearing?”
“You’re a fucking nightmare. I need to get ready for school, I don’t have time for phone sex.”
“Who said anything about phone sex? I just want to picture you in bed.”
“I’ll see you soon. Please, try to stay out of trouble.”
“I’ll do my best, Little Dove.”
She hesitates on the other end of the line, and I’m about to ask what’s wrong when she finally hangs up. I hate the thought of her being there and worrying that something else is going to happen, but aside from being here with me, she’s in the safest place she can be. There’s security and CCTV; Donny would be fucking stupid to break into school dorms. I might have figured out a way to get a key to the place, but I had plenty of insider information.
I’m dressed and ready for school in record time.
Not wanting to wait for Conner to finally roll out of bed, I storm into his room.
“Jesus, who set your ass on fire this morning?” he mutters as I burst in, finding him sitting in bed on his cell.
“Nothing, I just want to—”
“Ah, you’re missing your Little Dove already?”
“Fuck off.”
“You’re aware that you’re almost as whipped as Ace, right?”
“Nah, man. You of all people know that things aren’t quite like that with us.” None of us have talked about what happened on Friday night, and although I convinced Hadley that Conner is okay after what went down between them, to be honest, I’m not so sure.