Darling Doll (Willow Heights Prep Academy: The Endgame #2) by Selena

Author:Selena [Selena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0B11HJL8P
Goodreads: 61123543
Publisher: #PrB.rating#4.17
Published: 2022-05-30T23:00:00+00:00

lucky thirteen

Dolly Beckett

Everything at school went on the way it does when a student dies. Only a few people had been there, but everyone felt it. Destiny wasn’t just a popular cheerleader and the daughter of a founding family, she was vivacious and outgoing and fun, the life of every party. And now, she was the death of the party.

Preston came back to school all bruised up from the fight with his dad, and people gave him a wide berth. She’d died at his house, after all. Cheer, dance, majorettes, and football team members all pledged to wear black armbands for the rest of the year. There were announcements about the school psychologist and counselors being there for people. Girls cried in the hall. We had a memorial assembly and decorated her lockers in the hall and the gym.

Friday morning when we got to school, I stopped at her parking space, which was filled with flowers and cards and stuffed animals. It had rained, and everything was soggy and bedraggled. It had only been a week, but it already felt like everyone was moving on while I stood in place, still frozen in shock.

“Come on,” Devlin said. “We’ll be late.”

“Go ahead,” I said, releasing his hand. “I’ll be in soon. Tell homeroom I’m here.”

He nodded and turned away. Preston was watching, but I shook my head. He pressed his lips together, then turned and walked way too. I wanted to be alone, but the week had been a whirlwind of concerned parents, tearful peers, and curious townspeople. I had a car, but I didn’t even drive to school alone.

For Devlin’s sixteenth birthday, his dad had given him the vintage car they’d rebuilt together. It was a chariot—a long, sleek, powder blue Bel Air that was his pride and joy. In it, I’d felt glamorous. I arrived to school each morning like a queen next to my king, with Devlin’s two cousins in the back seat. But now the attention that came with it felt stifling.

I stood at the end of her parking space for a minute before I realized Colt was still there, a step behind me.

“Want me to go, too?” he asked when I glanced over my shoulder and saw him.

“No.”

He stepped up beside me and took my hand, and we stood there just thinking about her together.

“I wish I’d gotten her pregnant that night,” he said suddenly.

I turned to him. “What do you mean?”

“The night in the treehouse,” he said. “When we first slept together. I was so stupid and nervous, I couldn’t believe a hot older girl wanted to have sex with me. I didn’t even think about using a condom.”

“You didn’t?” I asked, my brain balking. All this time, I’d thought that condom wrapper that fell out of the sleeping bag was theirs.

“We were both freaked out about it. I was so happy I literally cried when she texted to tell me she’d gotten her period. I was fucking thirteen, Dolly. What was I going to do with a kid?”

“It’s okay,” I said, squeezing his hand.

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