pieces of her. Did you hear her last week? She’s still broken, Ben! She’s fucking broken! And she’s not mine to fix, you need to be the one to fix her!”
Everything in me ached as I yelled at him—at nothing.
Falling back so I was staring up at the night sky, I gripped at my chest as I pleaded, “Just come back.”
Chapter 4
Grey
May 30, 2014
“ A S MUCH AS I love having you here with me, I need to know what happened,” Janie said, suddenly switching topics.
“Wait, what?”
She looked at me expectantly for a few seconds before offering me a sad smile and climbing onto her bed to lie on her stomach next to me. “I love you, Grey, and I want you to stay here as long as you want to, or need to. But I know something had to have happened, and you’ve been ignoring whatever it is since you got here.”
I looked up at the ceiling and took some calming breaths. When I’d called Janie, all I had said was that I needed to get away. I had packed a bag and was in my car within thirty minutes of getting off the phone with her, and that had been a week ago. I’d talked to my parents a couple times, and Graham once. But after the two times Jagger called me as I got on the freeway to head to Seattle, he hadn’t tried to contact me again, and I hadn’t called him. I didn’t know what to say to him. I felt like I didn’t know him, I didn’t know what in our friendship had been real, or a lie, and I hated that I was questioning him at all.
“Was going back to Thatch just too hard?” Janie asked a couple minutes later when I still hadn’t said anything.
“Yes and no. The first day was hard, but it got better. I was staying with my parents and looking into getting an apartment. Jagger . . .” I paused to clear my throat. “Jagger’s grandparents had this old warehouse-type studio that no one has used in years, and he turned it into an apartment and a studio. We hung out a lot that week . . .”
Janie turned and raised one eyebrow. “And how is Jagger?”
My eyes narrowed at the way she’d asked about him. Like she knew. Were she and Graham still talking about me? Had he told her? “Why do you ask it like that?”
“Like what?” She gave me an innocent look. “I just want to know how he is. This is the longest you two have been apart . . . pretty much ever.”
She was right; other than the time my family took a trip to Europe, I’d never been away from him for this long, and it was killing me. “Have you talked to Graham lately?”
“No, not since before graduation, why?”
I studied her for a few seconds before releasing the breath I’d been holding and looking back at the ceiling. “Jagger told me he’s in love with me,” I whispered.
“And?”
My head whipped around to face her, shock covering my face. “And? What do you mean? This is a big fucking deal!”
Her head jerked back, and she barked out a quick laugh. “Wait, seriously? Did you—had he never told you that before?”
“No, Janie, he hadn’t!”
She blinked slowly a few times, an incredulous expression covering her face. “How did you not know?”
I sat up on the bed and turned to face her. “How did you know? And why didn’t you tell me?”
“Everyone knew. I mean, Be—” She abruptly stopped talking, her eyes wide.
“What? Tell me!”
“Grey . . . Ben even knew,” she admitted, her voice so soft I thought I heard her wrong until I took in the sad look in her eyes.
“No.” I shook my head and my throat tightened. “No, he couldn’t have. He would have told me, he—he wouldn’t have been okay with that. How did you know that Ben knew?” I yelled, and she jumped from the sudden rise in my voice.
“He told me, kind of—I mean, not exactly, but he hinted at it.”
“Janie, what did he say?”
She looked away for a second before shrugging and glancing back at me. “Ben was always all over you. Do you remember how we would go cosmic bowling after all the parties our freshman and
Everything in me ached as I yelled at him—at nothing.
Falling back so I was staring up at the night sky, I gripped at my chest as I pleaded, “Just come back.”
Chapter 4
Grey
May 30, 2014
“ A S MUCH AS I love having you here with me, I need to know what happened,” Janie said, suddenly switching topics.
“Wait, what?”
She looked at me expectantly for a few seconds before offering me a sad smile and climbing onto her bed to lie on her stomach next to me. “I love you, Grey, and I want you to stay here as long as you want to, or need to. But I know something had to have happened, and you’ve been ignoring whatever it is since you got here.”
I looked up at the ceiling and took some calming breaths. When I’d called Janie, all I had said was that I needed to get away. I had packed a bag and was in my car within thirty minutes of getting off the phone with her, and that had been a week ago. I’d talked to my parents a couple times, and Graham once. But after the two times Jagger called me as I got on the freeway to head to Seattle, he hadn’t tried to contact me again, and I hadn’t called him. I didn’t know what to say to him. I felt like I didn’t know him, I didn’t know what in our friendship had been real, or a lie, and I hated that I was questioning him at all.
“Was going back to Thatch just too hard?” Janie asked a couple minutes later when I still hadn’t said anything.
“Yes and no. The first day was hard, but it got better. I was staying with my parents and looking into getting an apartment. Jagger . . .” I paused to clear my throat. “Jagger’s grandparents had this old warehouse-type studio that no one has used in years, and he turned it into an apartment and a studio. We hung out a lot that week . . .”
Janie turned and raised one eyebrow. “And how is Jagger?”
My eyes narrowed at the way she’d asked about him. Like she knew. Were she and Graham still talking about me? Had he told her? “Why do you ask it like that?”
“Like what?” She gave me an innocent look. “I just want to know how he is. This is the longest you two have been apart . . . pretty much ever.”
She was right; other than the time my family took a trip to Europe, I’d never been away from him for this long, and it was killing me. “Have you talked to Graham lately?”
“No, not since before graduation, why?”
I studied her for a few seconds before releasing the breath I’d been holding and looking back at the ceiling. “Jagger told me he’s in love with me,” I whispered.
“And?”
My head whipped around to face her, shock covering my face. “And? What do you mean? This is a big fucking deal!”
Her head jerked back, and she barked out a quick laugh. “Wait, seriously? Did you—had he never told you that before?”
“No, Janie, he hadn’t!”
She blinked slowly a few times, an incredulous expression covering her face. “How did you not know?”
I sat up on the bed and turned to face her. “How did you know? And why didn’t you tell me?”
“Everyone knew. I mean, Be—” She abruptly stopped talking, her eyes wide.
“What? Tell me!”
“Grey . . . Ben even knew,” she admitted, her voice so soft I thought I heard her wrong until I took in the sad look in her eyes.
“No.” I shook my head and my throat tightened. “No, he couldn’t have. He would have told me, he—he wouldn’t have been okay with that. How did you know that Ben knew?” I yelled, and she jumped from the sudden rise in my voice.
“He told me, kind of—I mean, not exactly, but he hinted at it.”
“Janie, what did he say?”
She looked away for a second before shrugging and glancing back at me. “Ben was always all over you. Do you remember how we would go cosmic bowling after all the parties our freshman and
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