Ruthless Love by Bloom Penelope

Author:Bloom, Penelope
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-01-01T16:00:00+00:00

24

Tristan

Kennedy didn’t show up at school after her mom dragged her away from my place. I tried shooting her a text but got no response. I even broke my own rule and sent a second text, which also got nothing.

By the time I was done with practice, I couldn’t think about much else. So I made my way to the old oak tree by her house that was quickly becoming familiar. I took the slight leap of faith, landed, and made my way to her window. I tapped as quietly as I could, because her mom’s car was in the driveway.

Kennedy’s curtains were drawn, so I wasn’t sure if she’d heard me until I saw a dark shape behind them. She pulled them aside, looking tired as hell.

When she pulled the window open, she put a finger over her lips, then pointed downstairs. I nodded, keeping my voice low.

“You’re alive,” I said. “That’s a start.”

“Barely.” Kennedy’s hair was plastered to her sweaty forehead. She looked pale, too.

I ran my finger across her face, pushing the hair out of the way. She flinched back at first from my touch, then gave me a small smile. “I think my mom wants to burn your house down, for the record.”

“What’s going on? Are you sick?” Her head had felt like it was on fire.

“Yeah. My mom has me taking some new meds and she said this was normal, but it’ll pass in a couple days.”

“You ever consider just… not taking the medicine?” I asked.

“Not really. Mom says it’s the only thing keeping all my conditions in check.”

“But she has never let you see a real doctor about these conditions, right?”

“My mom is a nurse.”

“Yeah, I remember. What’s the worst that could happen, though?”

Kennedy looked slightly disgusted. “I don’t know. One of my conditions could kill me?”

“Fair point. What if you just cut out a couple pills at a time. Figure out which ones are giving you the shittiest side effects and start taking them again if you start to feel weirder.”

“That sounds really dangerous.”

I shrugged. “If the alternative was being stuck in a wheelchair with a fever and whatever else you have going on, I’d say a little danger is a small price to pay.”

Kennedy looked thoughtfully to the pill bottles by her vanity. “I’ll think about it.”

For the rest of the week, I made a routine of bringing takeout to Kennedy’s after practice and sneaking it in her window. For an overprotective nurse, her mom did a really terrible job of looking after her. So, I filled in where I could.

I brought her chicken noodle soup. I hardly ever got sick, and when I did, I never wanted to eat anything. But Kennedy seemed to appreciate the food. It also gave me an excuse to hang around in her room.

Two days later, I let myself in while she was still sleeping. I figured if she didn’t want me to come in, she would’ve kept her window locked. Then I noticed she was lying in bed with the covers down to her thighs.

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