On the Night She Died by Megan Hart

Author:Megan Hart
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781940078533
Publisher: Chaos
Published: 2018-07-12T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 13

REBECCA

Then

Rebecca’s parents had gone to bed an hour or so before, but the house was not yet quiet. The low hum of the television sometimes wafted toward her. They were still awake.

Tristan would be here any minute. Thinking of it, her stomach twisted and churned. She’d taken a shower and combed through her wet hair, letting the dark curls air dry. She smoothed her body with scented lotion but didn’t add perfume. It wasn’t like she wanted him to think she was making a huge effort.

Right?

She pushed open her window a crack, letting in a gust of frigid air. Bending low, she shielded her eyes to look out to the street, searching for a glimpse of headlights. With the lights on inside her room, the glass was too reflective. Her reflection, a little warped, set her back a step.

They’d been doing this thing for a few months now. They’d talk on the phone. They’d meet at the movies in the next town over. Park in the dark shadows of parking lots for closed shops. A few weeks ago, he’d asked to come over and they’d been doing that ever since.

She’d always say yes, but never make the initial invitation. The game, and that’s for sure what it was, a stupid game they both seemed to like to play, had only one real rule. All of this stayed a secret.

Tristan never asked Rebecca if she was breaking up with Richie. To be honest, in her head, she wasn’t with Richie any more, even if they hadn’t had an outright discussion about it. They hardly ever spoke on the phone. They didn’t sit together at lunch — he stuck with his friends and she with hers. They hadn’t even gone out together for more than three weeks. Richie hadn’t asked her, and Rebecca hadn’t asked him, and even if they hadn’t officially broken up, she told herself, how could he possibly think that they were still together if they never saw each other?

It was a justification, and she knew it. Still, Rebecca had convinced herself that if the subject did come up, she’d tell Richie the truth. Well, not the whole truth. Nothing about Tristan. But yeah, she’d tell Richie it would be best if they broke up. If he asked her, she’d say so.

She’d almost given up on Tristan by the time the soft rap sounded at her window. Irritated at being made to wait but more annoyed at how anxious it had made her to think he wasn’t going to make it, Rebecca pushed the window up all the way so he could climb inside. He landed with a thump, too loud, and she shushed him.

“I didn’t think you were coming,” she said.

Tristan shrugged, not meeting her gaze. “My next door neighbor was sick. I had to help him out.”

Now she felt like exactly the sort of bitch she knew some people thought she was. “Is he okay?”

Tristan shook his head, but said nothing more.

“I’m sorry,” Rebecca said.

This was definitely not the normal vibe between them.

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