Psycho: A Dark College Romance (Hillcrest University Book 4) by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen – Ash

Those slippers really helped the next few days as my feet began to heal, and being in my clothes again—my own clothes, not that stupid flimsy slip or any of Sawyer’s clothes—felt great. That pill set my mind at ease. And my hair, my hair was once again blonde with a pink bottom half. Sawyer made a comment about the dye as I was doing it, to which I just asked him why he was still shaking so badly.

He didn’t talk to me for a whole thirty-six hours after that.

But, you know, if he could be an asshole, so could I. Just because we had a moment—and a weird, wet one at that—in the shower before did not mean we were close. We weren’t buddies. We were simply two people caught in the same situation. Yes, I might have found him attractive, but any time my mind wandered, all I had to do to remind myself to stay away from him was remember what happened at that party.

And then, always, my mind went to Kelsey. I still hadn’t talked to her. She’d texted me, but after a few days she gave up. It was fine. At least I knew she got back to her own college safely. Talking to her, hearing her voice would only open up the wound again, and I did not want that. The wounds were still too fresh.

I skipped out on my classes. Travis and Declan did the same to spend time with me, and we stayed bunkered at Sawyer’s house. We kept eyes on each other…among a few other things. It was hard to relax when I knew Ray was out there, but those two—they did their best. They were usually conflicting with each other, each of them tugging on an arm of mine and hoping I’d go with them—metaphorically, of course.

Sawyer did notice the new energy, the sexual tension between us, and it was one Thursday morning when he remarked on it. Declan, Travis and I sat on the couch near the TV, and Sawyer was in the kitchen, once again struggling to eat. This time he was eating a real meal, leftovers from last night’s chicken dinner, but his hands still trembled a bit. He was getting better, but I knew that didn’t necessarily mean he was better.

With addicts, it wasn’t a straight shot up or a straight shot down. It was worlds more complicated than that.

“So, what the fuck is going on with you guys?” Sawyer asked, speaking loudly to cover the distance between the kitchen and the living room. “Are you guys like a…a—a thruple or something?” He half-smirked at us, finding himself funny.

Yeah. Those immensely aggravating and unbelievably attractive half-smirks were back now. They’d resurfaced yesterday.

“Oh, don’t pretend you aren’t banging each other every chance you have,” Sawyer went on, either oblivious or not caring about the flaring red surfacing in Declan’s cheeks and the annoyed glare Travis gave him. “This might be a big house, but the walls are still paper-thin.

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