Sister Pact by Stacie Ramey

Author:Stacie Ramey
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc
Published: 2015-09-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Just by looking at his house, John Strickland’s life looks normal. Suburban. Safe.

“You ready?” Emery asks.

“I guess.”

We walk to the front door, and before we can knock, the door swings open as two guys from the football team leave. There’s a sea of people blocking the entrance, and we have to push our way in. Loud music is playing, and my head gets overwhelmed by it all.

I recognize a girl with jet-black hair with a purple streak through it. I think her name is Trudy. She’s backed against a wall, holding a bottle of wine and drinking from it like it’s an exercise water bottle. James Everett, one of the lacrosse players, is leaning over her. He’s kind of a dog. But Trudy doesn’t seem to mind. She holds his face in her free hand, her silver bangle bracelets slide down her arm.

“Let’s make this quick,” Emery says.

What’s got her so on edge? This is more her crowd than mine. I think about asking her, but with the music blaring, it’s not like I’d be able to hear her answer. I look at her for direction, and Emery pulls me into what is supposed to be the living room but has become the dance floor with all the furniture removed.

“Hey, beautiful.” Some guy I don’t recognize grabs me by the hips and pulls me to him. I push him away. “What’s wrong? I’m not your type?” Laughter erupts around him.

“Ass,” I mutter under my breath.

Emery finds one of John’s guys, a blond one, six feet tall. She leans in and brings his head toward her ear. He starts to argue. She pulls him to her again. He points.

“He’s back here, second door on the right,” she says as she pulls me through the mass of people, past the line for the bathroom, and to one of the bedrooms.

Emery pushes open the door. John Strickland is lying there, Tiffany Minor draped across his chest, her eyes closed almost entirely. He’s smoking weed. The smell assaults me as I walk in. It’s cloying and sweet and completely inviting.

John sees me and pushes Tiffany off him, handing the joint to Emery. She brings it to her mouth. “Thanks.” She pulls hard and hands it back.

“No problem.” He grabs my hand and leads me through the crowd and up the stairs. I don’t ask where we’re going. But when I get there, I know it’s his bedroom. I start to get nervous. He laughs.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to do anything to you.”

“Why am I here?”

He motions to the bed. I balk. He sits and pats the place next to him, then holds up his hands in mock surrender. “I’ll be a complete gentleman, I promise.”

I sit. He inhales, then offers the joint to me. I take it. It doesn’t seem right not to. Impolite even.

“There are things about your sister that only I know.”

I cough a little. Not sure if it’s the pot or what he said that gets caught in my throat.

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