Fearless by Tracey Ward

Fearless by Tracey Ward

Author:Tracey Ward [Ward, Tracey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

Alex

I’m dying to Slip.

If Campbell pestered me to, I’d Slip anywhere he asked. I just want to feel it—to practice and know I can do it again if I need to. I’m not even itching for it like I was at first. Now it’s a worry nagging in the back of my mind—can I really control it? Can I do it on command if I need to? All I’d have to do to find out is—

Brody waves his hand in front of my eyes. “Hey, where’d you go?”

“Sorry,” I say, shaking my head to clear it. “I zoned out.”

“No kidding. You’ve been starin’ at the Lunchables for almost five minutes. Ham or turkey, sis. That’s all you got.”

“I know, sorry.”

“Stop sayin’ sorry. It’s been a long night. We’re all pretty tired.”

I pick up a ham pack, not caring. Seriously, the little circles all taste the same anyway. “You must be exhausted from driving all night. Do you want one of us to take over?”

“Campbell offered. He caught some Zs there during the last couple hours. He should be good to go for a few miles.”

“Can I ask you something?” I blurt out, surprising us both.

Brody turns his suspicious eyes to me. “You can ask me anything…”

“But you may not answer.”

“Yeah.”

“Got it.”

“What’s the question about?”

“Liam.”

He doesn’t look away, the way I thought he would. I figured he’d shrug his shoulders, tell me there was nothing to say, and that’d be that. What I wasn’t ready for is an open expression.

“What about him?”

I spin my Lunchable in my hand, not sure how to put into words the awkward feeling in my gut. “Were you… were you guys really friends?”

“Yes.”

I wait for him to tell me more.

He doesn’t.

“Okaaaaaaay,” I drag out leadingly. “Good friends?”

“Are you asking if we were gay?”

I step back, stunned. “What? No!”

“We weren’t. Or aren’t. Either way.”

“That’s not what I was going to ask.”

He shrugs, unconcerned. “The British thing comes off as gay to Americans sometimes.”

“Well, the Southern thing doesn’t.”

“I’m not offended.”

“I wasn’t trying to offend y—or, I know it’s not offensive to be—I just—”

“So what were you asking then?” he interrupts, saving me from myself.

“I don’t know,” I say helplessly. “I don’t know what I’m looking for. I guess I want to know if I was stupid for trusting him. I thought he was… not really my friend, but maybe he could have been?” I shake my head in frustration. “Never mind. I’m being stupid. It doesn’t matter.”

Brody leans against a nearby rack of candy. “What’d he do?”

“I feel like he betrayed me.”

“No, I didn’t ask how you feel. I asked what specifically did he do?”

“Oh. Um… he betrayed me.”

He smiles. “How did he betray you?”

I open and close my mouth but no words come out. No examples come to mind, and I realize there was a never a moment with Liam where he even hinted at me that he could be trusted. I think I just wanted to trust him. I was lonely in Nebraska after Cara died, lonely in that clinic—scared, even.



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