Split Second (Pivot Point) by West Kasie

Author:West, Kasie [West, Kasie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2014-02-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 23

Addie: Liars suck.

As I walked into the house, I was so angry my eyes were hot. A note on the counter announced that my dad had gone out to pick up some dinner. Every minute he was gone, my anger intensified.

“Hey, baby,” my dad said when he finally came home.

I wanted to scream, Guess who I saw today? I started to but stopped myself, my throat tightening. The only way I would ever be able to forgive my father was if he told me the truth without being cornered. I needed to hear from his mouth about my grandfather still being alive. So I’d give him a chance to come clean on his own.

“I brought us some food.” He held up a bag of what smelled like Chinese food.

“I’m not hungry.”

“Oh.” He got down a plate and unloaded the boxes from the bag. “What have you been up to today?”

“Nothing.”

“Nothing?” He had the nerve to sound irritated that I wasn’t being completely honest with him.

“How’s that whole ‘getting Grandpa’s grave moved here’ working out?”

“Like I said, it might take a while.”

“Really?” Like, you’re waiting for him to die?

He stopped midway through scooping some rice onto his plate. My anger was seeping out, despite my intentions. “What’s going on, Addie?”

“Nothing. I’m tired.”

I left him with his Chinese food and went to my bedroom. My phone, which was sitting on the dresser, chimed. The text was from Stephanie.

Hey, Addie, guess who called me just now?? Trevor. He asked me to winter formal. Eeeeeh.

I stared at that message. My heart clenched. What was wrong with me? That’s exactly what I wanted to happen when I opened my mouth and said, You should ask Stephanie to winter formal. So why had I hoped he wouldn’t listen to me? Why did that text hurt so much? I typed: Are you sure you’re ready to give him another chance? Didn’t you say he had issues? My finger hovered over the Send button. With a sigh, I erased the text and instead wrote:

That’s great, Steph. Call me tomorrow.

My room seemed extra cold that night, and I pulled the blankets up to my chin. Still, a shudder went through my body as I thought of that text from Stephanie; as I wished I had let the almost-kiss future play out so that Trevor had that memory too and not just me. He wouldn’t have asked Stephanie to the formal if he had that memory. I rolled onto my side and groaned. I tried to think of something else, anything else, but I could almost feel his breath on my lips. I traced my lips with a finger. What was wrong with me? Why was I so drawn to Trevor?

I sat up suddenly, grabbed my phone off my dresser, and searched through the text messages. It took me a few minutes to realize Laila hadn’t texted me the news about the letter I wrote myself after coming out of my Search. She had told me. What had she said? She said I wanted her to restore my memory.

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