Fearless: A High School Bully Romance (The Privileged of Pembroke High Book 5) by Ivy Fox

Author:Ivy Fox [Fox, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Privileged of Pembroke High
Publisher: X-Factory
Published: 2021-08-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Chad

“Damn it. I should have never given you that other bottle you begged me for. You’re a complete mess, man,” Reid mumbles, hauling my slumped body by the shoulders to my apartment building.

I must have blacked out along the way since I don’t even remember getting into his car and him driving us here.

“I still think bringing you home was a fucking bad idea, but whatever. It’s your funeral. Do you have your keys on you?” he asks, but my mouth feels like sandpaper, too rough to form a sentence together.

“Okay, then. Hope your folks are more understanding than mine. They are definitely in for a surprise. You’re so fucking wasted, dude.”

Am I?

I don’t feel anything.

No, that’s not true.

I feel fucking everything. I feel hollow and empty. Like someone took a butcher knife and carved out my soul. I press at the center of my chest, rubbing the pain away, but it’s no use. The booze might have numbed me for a bit, but now all it’s doing is heightening my misery.

It hurts.

It fucking hurts.

I can’t stand it.

I’m losing my goddamn mind, and there is nothing I can do about it.

I don’t move a muscle as Reid rings my doorbell, my body too heavy to muster up any movement. When the door swings open, through blurry eyes, my father’s distorted form appears before me.

“Sorry, Mr. M, but your boy here can’t handle his booze. My bad. It was my mistake. It won’t happen again.”

“Thank you, Reid, for at least bringing him home. I’ll take it from here.”

Reid hands me over to my father and apologizes once more before he leaves. Dad pulls my arm over his shoulder and drags me to my room.

Shit.

I can’t seem to do anything right.

I can just see it now, my mom trying to psychoanalyze me tomorrow morning over breakfast as to why I felt the need to get shitfaced. And what will I be able to tell her? That I needed something to make me feel anything other than what I’m feeling each second of every day? That I’m lost without Elle and Saint? That I have nothing to tether me to the ground and that I feel like I’m slowly losing grasp of my mind since my heart and soul have been ripped away from me?

Yeah, that will go great over pancakes and bacon.

Bile rises up my throat at the very thought of food.

“Hold on, son. We’re almost there.”

When we finally get to my room, Dad ushers me into the bathroom. My knees fall onto the tile with a loud thud while I throw up every vile thing that has been shoved down my throat. Dad rubs my back encouragingly while I feel my whole body rejecting me just as they have.

Elle’s golden eyes flash in my mind, as does the sound of her sweet laugh that will never be directed at me again. Saint’s devilish dark eyes come after, mocking me with how they no longer sparkle when they look at me.

No. Now all there will be between us is hate and suffering—theirs and mine.

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