Stopped (Welcome to Windhaven Book 1) by Jay Leigh

Author:Jay Leigh [Leigh, Jay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rainbow Brigade Books
Published: 2024-09-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Elijah

The incessant buzz of my cell on the nightstand woke me up too early after a sleepless night of tossing and turning. I sat up too fast, wincing at the delicious ache in my body, before sweeping my phone up filled with hope that it was good news from Will. As much as I understood he was in a difficult spot, I couldn't help but feel disappointment over how our night together had ended. My hope was extinguished as soon as I spied the caller ID. As much as I loved my cousin, he was not who I was hoping to hear from this early in the morning.

“‘lo?” I rubbed one eye with my fingers to clear the sleep from it.

“You aren't going to believe this!”

“What is it, Brent?” I yawned so wide, my jaw popped.

“You have competition.”

“Huh?”

“For the vote!”

“I know. Everyone loves Jerry.” The older man had been my opposition on the ticket since the beginning. I wondered briefly if it was some crazy joke that Brent was pulling.

“No, not him. Elijah… the pastor’s son put his name in. The signs went up last night after your event. I didn't see them till I was on my way over to the school this morning.”

I physically felt the blood drain from my face. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all. “Brixton? Brixton’s running for the supervisor spot?”

“Check your texts. I'm literally parked in front of one of his campaign signs right now.”

I pulled the phone from my ear, switched the call to speaker, and opened up my messages. As promised, a new text was waiting for me in my inbox. Bile rose as I opened it and zoomed in on the image.

Brixton Hayden for Town Supervisor

Because Sacred Traditions Require A Traditional Touch

“Fuck,” I muttered, letting my hands fall limp in my lap.

“Yeah. He's our age, but might as well have been cut from the same cloth as a Republican three times as old.”

“Yeah. And he’s unnaturally hot. Like, unfairly so.”

“Not the concern I was expecting but okay.” Brent laughed before continuing. “We’re going to have to up the ante on your campaign efforts.”

“We’re already doing so much.” I groaned and flopped backward into the bed before plopping the phone on my chest. “What more could I do? This is already getting expensive.”

“We'll do fundraising. We’ve got four weeks still, right? The vote is at the end of September.”

“Yeah, but he’s always been the most popular. I'm so screwed.” My mind flashed back to countless memories from high school—Brixton becoming team captain of every sports ball game that existed. Brixton becoming Student Council President. Editor of the newspaper. Lead of every drama club production. So on and so forth. Will and I had always grumbled about Windhaven’s golden boy and now it was happening all over again, but Will wasn't here to listen to me complain. Selfish? Yes. But I really wanted him here, so this just added salt I didn't need to the wounds that weren't as healed as I thought they were.

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