Pretty Little Game by Ivy Thorn

Author:Ivy Thorn [Thorn, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: PNK Publishing
Published: 2023-02-09T18:30:00+00:00

17

BIANKA

After school, I worry my lip and walk to my car slowly with a heavy heart. I keep hoping I’ll spot Cassio or his car, but he’s nowhere to be seen. It’s been like this all afternoon.

As hurt as I was by Cassio’s mocking comment about our kiss, his apology went a long way toward soothing my raw emotions. His words about how kissing me made him really feel sent a thrill through my body. He said it with such conviction that I couldn’t be mad at him after that.

But then class started, and I didn’t have time to resolve things. I had completely forgotten I was supposed to perform “Memory” today in class. I wanted to do something to reconcile our spat, even a light touch before going to the front of the class, but everyone was looking at me. I would have undone all his effective work that had me in tears.

Then he left. Before I could even make it back to my chair, Cassio had slipped out of class, leaving me wondering if he was irritated about me being so hot-tempered.

At least he stayed through my performance. That meant a lot. But watching him leave right after put my stomach in knots and made me question myself all over again.

He wasn’t in our next class, or the one after that. No one else seemed to notice, but his absence spoke volumes to me. I couldn’t stop fidgeting and chewing the tip of my pen, and my eyes were constantly drifting to the clock on the wall.

I know he was right to say something to Hannah. Honestly, his words saved my ass. So maybe he’s frustrated that he not only had to apologize for something he shouldn’t have but also that I couldn’t just get over myself and let it go.

I shouldn’t have gotten so upset. I need to make this right.

I scan the parking lot one final time, confirming that his car is gone. He seems to have left school for the day, and suddenly, I wonder just how long I’ll have to wait to fix things. I never set up a time with him to practice our lines since I was so pissed after class.

I could risk texting him. The likelihood of my brother or his father finding the communication is pretty low. But Cass and I already established that we should try and keep calls and texts to a minimum just to be safe.

Sometimes, I wish I didn’t have my quick Popov temper. Like Ilya, I’m perfectly capable of letting my emotions get the better of me, and now I’m not quite sure what to do. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I debate calling Ellie. Through an old-fashioned game of telephone, she could talk to Lucca, who could talk to Cassio, who might then get back to me.

But that would also require getting Ellie and Lucca involved in another of our conflicts–something I’m not entirely keen on. With a frustrated growl, I shove my phone back in my pocket as I pop open my car door and slump into the driver’s seat.

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