“Bed, I didn’t get much sleep last night.”
“You’ve been skipping classes.” I didn’t ask it as a question and she didn’t bother answering it. Instead, she asked one of her own. “My mum called Ruin then? Did he get you to phone? Is The big bad Wicked, president of the notorious black aces going to tell me off? So I’ve skipped a few classes. I’ve gone to a few parties. I’m living my life. That’s what Fender would have wanted.”
“Your dad wouldn’t want you drinking your life anyway and you know it.”
“It’s my damn life Wicked. I don’t know how many times I need to tell you and Ruin to but out and mind your own business but this will be the last time. Concentrate on your own life for a change.”
Anger bubbled up. This was going all wrong. I had waited for months to speak to her. And this was nothing like I had imagined.
“Stop being a fucking brat.”
She laughed. A loud maniacally sound. Had she been drinking already? There was something in her voice that made me suspect she had. Which meant things were even worse than Ruin had thought. “I’ve got to go, I have a party tonight.”
“I’m warning you, Chelsea. Ease up on the partying and start studying more.”
“And what are you going to do if I don’t Wicked? Tell me off again.” More laughter. “Say hi to your girlfriend for me.” She didn’t bother to say goodbye she just ended the call.
I paused for maybe thirty seconds and then I hit my brother’s number.
“I need you to trace Chelsea’s phone.” I didn’t say hello. I just barked the order at him. “And text me the link or whatever.”
“She throw a fit and tell you to fuck off then I take it?” As usual, my brother didn’t miss a beat.
“Of course she did.”
“You want me to come with you?” I didn’t even need to tell him that I was going to get her. He already knew. I didn’t make empty threats. When I had told Ruin I would get Chelsea and drag her home I meant it.
“No, isn’t Cali’s scan soon? She will skin me alive if I drag you away. I’m just going to shoot down there tonight and shake some sense into her.”
“Yeah, good luck with that.”
Chapter Nine
Chelsea
I don’t know who he thought he was but the fact that he had had the audacity to ring me and tell me off was unbelievable.
I wasn’t a child and he wasn’t my family. He was nothing but a man I had made out with a little. Ok, he was more than that. At least he used to be. I had put my feelings for him to rest. Or so I was telling myself.
Still, his sudden intrusion in my life played on my mind. What right did he have to do that? To butt back into my life again. The mighty new president of the Black Aces motorcycle club had deemed it necessary to ring me, Why? Because I was embarrassing the club or was there another reason?
It was true that he had rung and text a lot in the first weeks after I had left and then there was nothing. And that suited me just fine.
I had a life to live. A life far away from Wicked and his panty-dropping smile and the club he loved so damn much.
Part of that life was enjoying myself. And boy was I enjoying myself. Sure my grades had fallen but I could redo the year if I needed to. I couldn’t redo my youth.
“More shots.” I had already had too many. I knew it and everyone around me knew it as well but what was one or two more in the grand scheme of things? I might be leaning heavily on the bar but who cared? Not me.
Life was for living. The senseless murder of my father had taught me that much. The… the thought trailed off as a hand slipped across my ass. Bennet squeezed. I knew it was him I didn’t need to turn around. My senses were assaulted with the overpowering aftershave he wore.
“Hey, handsome.” I crooned up at him. “I’ve missed you.”
That wasn’t entirely true. I had seen him around school but we hadn’t had a chance hook up since that fateful valentines night. And I hadn’t seen his sister at all. Luckily for her. The image of her with my father was burned into my retinas. There were many things I could forgive but that wasn’t one of them.
Blair was a slut. A slut who had been bad mouthing me all over campus.
It was good to see Bennet though. He had been on my mind a lot recently. He was just what I needed to take my mind off of Wicked’surprise call.