Lies That Stalk Us by Brett Monk

Author:Brett Monk [Monk, Brett & Langford, McKenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 39

Lyla

After my conversation with Jackson, I am fuming, and I go back into the gym and try to find where Wrigley disappeared to. It’s not hard to do—he hasn’t moved from the spot on the dance floor where I left him. He’s still dancing stupidly, my classmates throwing their heads back with laughter around him.

“Hey,” I say a bit curtly when I reach him. He smiles at me and stops dancing.

“Whoa, are you okay?” he asks, apparently noticing that I have some sort of look on my face.

“I… yeah, I’m good,” I tell him. “Want to go get a drink?”

“Definitely.” He takes my hand in front of everyone, even the girls that had been giggling at his dance moves and leads me off the floor. We go over to the beverages and grab two mini water bottles. I chug mine until it’s empty.

“So, are you having a good time?” he asks, but there’s something about the tone of his voice that makes me think he suspects I’m not.

And it’s true. I’m not. I feel like coming to the dance was a mistake. I am still heated about my confrontation with Jackson, and it bothers me that I’m letting it bother me. Who cares if he came here with Sophia? Who cares if it’s unfair that he got mad at me for being with Warner? I am with Wrigley by choice.

“Do you want my honest answer?” I decide to ask. This isn’t how the new old Lyla should be acting. But right now, I’ve forgotten that I’m doing that.

“Always, you goofball.” Wrigley chuckles.

“I don’t know what I was thinking when I asked you to go to the dance with me.” It feels strangely relieving to finally be a little bit honest. To not be trying so hard at being the old me. But then the guilt settles in after my statement. This is what I had promised when I was locked in the shed. And I was breaking that promise by being how I truly want to be.

He shifts uncomfortably and replaces the cap on his water bottle. He has only taken a little sip out of it. “What do you mean?” he asks cautiously.

“I’m glad I’m here with you, don’t get me wrong,” I say, but my stomach dips a little for some reason. “It’s just that… coming to the dance had been a bad idea. I don’t actually want to be here. Do you?”

“Lyla, I only came because you asked me to. Do you think I want to be here?”

I giggle. “No.”

“So, what are we going to do about it?”

I tap a finger to my chin. “How about we ditch this stupid thing and go get some ice cream from Delilah’s?”

“You’ve just read my mind.”

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