Loser: A Dark College Bully Romance (Hillcrest University Book 1) by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen – Ash

Kelsey was not happy with me. I hadn’t gone to any other party after the first one, preferring to spend my Friday nights and weekends tucked away in my room with Declan. I wasn’t even sure how many weeks it’d been, and I constantly had Kelsey texting me, asking me if there were any possible boyfriends or if I’d hooked up with any rich hotties yet. I loved Kelsey, but sometimes she could be a little much.

And as for hooking up, how the hell was I supposed to focus on hooking up when I was constantly looking over my shoulder, wondering when Sawyer or Travis would swoop in and try to use me to their benefit again? It was clear I meant nothing to them, which only made me feel prickly when my lower gut, and other parts of me, warmed when I thought about them. I shouldn’t want to see them, to talk to them, but I did.

I so did, and it so totally sucked.

Declan had been pretty quiet these last few weeks. We’d both focused intently on our schoolwork, but sometimes I’d get him to loosen up and eat with me. I’d yet to get him to leave the room and join me in the student union; I always had to bring the food back by myself, but I hoped we’d get there.

Of course, every other day I returned to the room to find something new taped to our door. A new note scribbled in red marker, or makeshift nooses. One day someone had hung a Barbie doll with some yarn and duct-taped it to the door. That had peeled off some paint, which I only assumed we’d be charged for come the end of the year when we moved out, but that would be a problem for the future Ash.

The current Ash was tasked with writing a ten-page research paper on the psychology of aging, which was something the current Ash did not want to do. Even though I didn’t often leave the room on Wednesday nights, I found myself telling Declan I was picking us up Chinese for dinner at the union. I grabbed my skateboard and headed down the stairs, skating the moment I was outside and on the sidewalk.

It was nearly seven, which was a bit late for dinner. I’d told myself I’d reward myself when I wrote half of the paper, but as you can see, it didn’t work. I couldn’t focus on an empty stomach. The daylight was darkening with each passing second, the sky turning into a beautiful assortment of oranges and reds. Hillcrest always seemed to have pretty temperate weather. There hadn’t been many rainy days yet. I knew the year was just starting, though.

The moment I made it to the union, my phone started to ring. I hopped off the skateboard, kicking the end up. As my fingers grabbed it and tucked it into the crook of my elbow, my other hand went for my phone. Helen Bonds was calling.

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