Bitter Lies by Nina Lincoln

Bitter Lies by Nina Lincoln

Author:Nina Lincoln [Lincoln, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-16T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Nineteen

Some sins can never be washed clean.

Shivering in the cool air, I make another lap of the quad, relieved to find that where before the thought of being in the open air made it hard to breathe, I can do it now without the same pressure on my chest.

Maybe I am making progress? But it’s fucking cold, so I hurry it along, anxious to get home and eat before the guys return, but my hopes are dashed when I spy Max’s car in the drive. I’m hesitant to be alone with him because he’s fucking insane when he’s high, and with Griffin not home, he’s likely to be doing it now.

Cautiously, I let myself inside and tiptoe to my room only to come to an abrupt stop when I spy my brother fucking none other than Miranda on the couch, but most disturbingly, there’s blow on the coffee table—they got high together.

Neither of them notices me, and I back out quietly, retreating down the block. Something’s got to give with Max, and I don’t know what to do, but if I do nothing, he could die. He’s hanging around thugs, and his behavior continues to get riskier.

Still, I’m stuck on his friend’s threats and the horrific reality that my brother stood by and did nothing while his companion threatened to rape me. The insanity of it blows my mind.

Now he’s fucking Griffin’s girl, but why? Why would he betray his best friend?

I’ve sensed a distance between them that was never there before, and now I have to wonder if Max is pushing Griffin away, too? And if so, is it related to his discovery of the adoption? Our past? Or something else?

Settling on a bench at a small park near the house, I shiver into my jacket as I wait it out. I’m tired of the deception, and I could have just as easily escaped to my room but being around Max when he’s like this feels skeevy at best and unsafe at worst.

And what the hell is Miranda thinking? If she genuinely likes Griff, fucking Max isn’t going to win her any favors, although Griffin isn’t exactly exclusive. Maybe neither of them cares?

After a while, I’m too cold to stay, so I head back, relieved to see Griffin is now home but scared of what I might find when I enter, but it’s as though it never happened, and all the evidence is gone.

Bewildered, I stare between Griff and Miranda snuggled on the couch, nary a drug nor my brother in sight. Did I make the whole thing up? No fucking way—I’m not that crazy.

Miranda smiles and gives me a wave as Griffin raises a cool brow, but I must stare at Miranda for a beat too long because he asks icily, “Did you need something?”

Miranda shrinks a little under my look before glancing away uncomfortably. Turning away, I say, “Nope.”

Maybe this is what Griffin deserves? After all, he’s as much as admitted he doesn’t care about another person’s feelings.



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