Chapter 30 #2
Looking embarrassed, Aspen attempted to let go of my brother, but he wasn’t having it.
He pretty much strengthened his hold around her and flipped Sloane off which made her laugh.
My brother was lucky Dorian wasn’t around.
He was really protective of Sloane and probably would have hit him.
Dorian was still on the field gathering stuff with our other friends.
My brother did drop his arms from around Aspen when he saw what Sloane and I had though, a cooler. Immediately, he took it.
“Why are you guys carrying this thing? It’s heavy as fuck,” he said but didn’t look fazed picking it up himself. I wasn’t surprised since he probably bench-pressed something twice that size if not more daily.
“Um, we may be girls, but we’re perfectly capable,” Sloane said, which was the same argument she actually gave her boyfriend before we took the cooler.
Bru and Wells had headed off to the restroom which was probably the only reason why I hadn’t been in the same argument.
They probably wouldn’t have let me take the cooler either, but I wanted to help.
Sloane was like me in that regard, and Dorian definitely argued with her about the cooler.
When it came to an argument though, Sloane was a spitfire.
She easily won, and Dorian gave up. He said we could take one of the lighter coolers while he and Ares got the other two.
Fawn was getting some of the lighter things from our picnic and said she’d catch up with Sloane and me.
My brother frowned. “I’m aware you’re capable, but you don’t have to do shit like that. You got us guys.”
Sloane lifted her eyes. “Yeah, okay.”
Thatcher looked like he wanted to say something else, but Aspen patted his big chest. She calmed him down like Black Widow and the Hulk, and it was so funny to see. My brother was so in love.
He wasn’t the only one, and the need to see my guys suddenly hit me.
I hadn’t gotten to spend nearly enough time with them today.
We’d been with our friends, and really, the last time we’d been alone was after the dinner the other night with our parents.
We did have plans for the three of us to get together tonight though.
The guys said they wanted to date me.
I didn’t know how this would work, me and the two of them. Whatever was going to happen, I was open to things. Especially sexually.
A surge pulsed between my thighs thinking about that.
I quickly got distracted by the thoughts, and Sloane actually had to get my attention.
I passed my dirty thoughts off by asking to see her ring again.
We’d left Thatcher and Aspen. They were basically mauling each other again beneath the open trunk, so Sloane and I stepped away from the SUV a bit while we waited for our other friends.
I admired Sloane’s ring again while we waited. I couldn’t believe another one of my friends was engaged. Ares and Fawn were engaged too.
“It’s so beautiful, Sloane,” I said to her, studying the sparkling ring.
Sloane sighed. “He did pretty good, didn’t he? He said it was one of his grandmothers’.”
It was lovely, and we were both fawning over it when we heard shouting.
“Watch out!” a girl screamed, and jumped from in front of a green SUV. It nearly clipped the girl, the car speeding up in a pretty empty parking lot. I mean, most people were packing up to leave school.
Most people.
It took me a second to realize what was happening. The SUV drew closer and closer. I knew that SUV… Then I saw the driver’s face. He wore glasses, his hair dark and messy as he gripped the wheel.
Sloane screamed, the vehicle charging at us at full speed, and I was frozen. I was a literal deer in headlights as I made eye contact with the man behind the wheel. He bared his teeth at me, hatred in his eyes as if he hated me.
He probably did.
My screams matched Sloane’s, the SUV on the cusp of hitting both of us. It was too fast.
We were going to die.
These were my only thoughts as I got hold of my friend. I pushed and Sloane fell. She rolled out of the way so it was only me in the line of fire. Sloane would survive. This wasn’t her fault.
She did nothing wrong.
Sloane screamed for me in the distance, and I closed my eyes. I waited for the impact I knew would ultimately come.
It didn’t.
I was grabbed, gathered within two burly arms. Tucked into a firm chest, I rolled with someone’s arms around me. The breath left me as I impacted the ground and whoever still had their arms around me.
They hadn’t let go.
The screech of tires was what caused me to open my eyes. The green SUV passed, missing me.
Missing us.
The car sped away into the distance and, above me, Bru’s handsome face materialized. He was calling out my name, panicked as he looked at me, and his sister, Sloane, was beside him. She was calling out my name too. She was okay.
“Bow?” Bru had my face, looking at me. A fierce terror ringed his dark eyes, his arms shaking. His body was doing the same, and his arms were scraped up.
He saved me.
Of course he had, and the cuts on his arms were bleeding. It didn’t look bad, but he was bleeding. He looked at me with wild eyes. He touched my forehead, and I winced.
I was bleeding too, I saw when something wet clumped my eyelashes. It wasn’t tears. It was blood, lots of blood.
Oh, God.
There was an ache in my ribs too, a dull ache, and I wasn’t sure what else was hurt.
I wasn’t concerned about me. I was looking at Bru, his arms. I touched one. “You’re bleeding.”
“I don’t give a shit about me.” He pulled his shirt off, and he used it to touch my forehead.
I sucked in a breath, the pain radiated through my skull.
“I’m going to call 911,” I heard Sloane say before the world started to go hazy, dark.
I heard shouting in the distance, and I recognized one voice above all else.
It was Wells, and I smelled him as the world faded away.
Wells had come for me too, but Bru obviously had gotten there first. They both came for me, and I was happy in that moment.
I remembered so much happiness as I ultimately drifted away.