Page 82 of Healing Souls

When we start walking to our next class, I hear Grayson behind me say, “You are good enough for her, you know? She doesn’t need perfection. She needs people she can trust right now. That’s all. The rest of it will come with time.”

Cade doesn’t respond, and I don’t say anything either, but I know what he said weighs heavily on each of us. We need to talk to her. Tonight.

As we walk down the hall towards fucking Math class I spot Lexington coming up the hall towards us. Looking back at the guys, I point at her. They both nod, so I walk straight up to her, grinning. “Lexington. I need a word with you.”

She glares at me and pushes back the short black hair that fell in her face. “No thanks.”

Glancing around us to make sure most people are cleared from the hall, I grab Lex’s arm. “I wasn’t asking.” I pull her along next to me, walking back towards Gray and Cade. “We need an empty classroom.”

Cade turns to find one as Lex tries to pry my fingers off her arm.

“Let go of me, you fuckhead!” she seethes.

Cade whistles and points to a door further down the hall. Dragging an angry pixie with me we head down to the class and walk inside.

As soon as we do, Lex swings around in front of me and tries to hit me with the arm I’m not holding. Grabbing her wrist before she can reach my face, I push her backwards until her back collides with the whiteboard on the wall. The room is empty with the lights off, so we just have the soft glow from the window on the classroom door giving us light.

Looking down at Lex’s furious green eyes, I tsk. “That wasn’t nice. We just want to talk. If I let go, are you going to stay put so we can get this over with?”

Her chest is heaving, and her eyes shine with unshed tears, but she quickly blinks them away and then inhales sharply. “Why can’t you just let me fucking be?” she hisses.

Losing my patience with her, I narrow my eyes. “Because we know that you went to the Wilson’s house. You know, Harley’s mom?” Calling that bitch her mom leaves a nasty taste in my mouth, but Lex doesn’t know that isn’t her mom.

“What the fuck? How would you know I was there?” Her eyes dart between all of us before they land on the door. She quickly brings her knee up to try to hit my balls, but I block it and keep her pinned against the wall by holding her shoulders.

“Knock it the fuck off, Lex. We just want to know what was said when you were there. Answer our fucking questions and we’ll leave you alone. Or we can make this harder, and you can come to the club with us and talk to our president. But based on how much you hate us, I doubt you want to be surrounded by bikers,” I snap at her, raising my voice.

Her breath hitches, and she goes lax against the wall, mumbling, “I swear it was nothing. She just had questions about school and how Harley was. She explained that Harley is in a treatment facility—”

“What the fuck? A treatment place? What else did she say?” I snarl.

Lex narrows her eyes trying to push against my hold, but it’s futile. “I was still talking, asshole! Nothing. She said Harley couldn’t have any visitors right now. I’m just worried about her. I knew something was off back when she was here, and I really do care for her.” Her eyes water, and she quickly ducks her head.

“Lex—” Grayson hesitates, looking at us before continuing. “When did Tammy say you could go see her?”

She sniffles, and I drop my hands, taking a small step back. I can’t help but feel kind of bad. She really just cared about Harley, and we treated her like crap. “She didn’t say when yet. I gave her my number, and she promised to call me when I can.”

I look back at my brothers and raise a brow, asking a silent question. Grayson pulls out his phone and mumbleshang onbefore leaving the classroom.

“What’s going on?” Lex asks, looking at the door and then back at me.

I sigh and run a hand through my hair. “Why did you hang off Steph’s arm for so long and try to get Grayson away from us? Because no offense or anything, but you just don’t really fit with them.”

Lex scoffs. “You have no idea who I fit in with.” She takes a deep breath like she’s calming herself and then says, “Our families know each other, and she was threatening to spill a secret she found out about me, so I had to help her. She just wants you and Cayden for some fucking reason.” She rolls her eyes.

“That makes sense, but that doesn’t explain your strong hatred towards us. We’ve never done shit to you, and you’ve always been a pain in the ass. It just escalated when Harley came around. Why?”

Her eyes flash with something dark—like a hidden pain she is trying to turn into anger. Something I know all too well.

She swallows and lets a breath out, “I’ve heard the rumors about your gangs and the things they get up to. You walk around here wearing things with the logo and riding on bikes. It’s fucked up that you back a gang like that. I didn’t want Harley to fall into something she doesn’t belong in,” she says sincerely.

“Well, Harley is involved,” Grayson snaps from the door as he steps back inside. He glances at Cade and I, then focuses on Lex again. “She’s not at a treatment facility.”

We all watch Lex carefully. She says nothing for a second before blinking rapidly and then shaking her head. “What?” she breathes.

“Grayson?” I glance over at him.

“She is staying with us right now. She has a phone, so write down your number and I will give it to her. If she wants to, she’ll call or text you. But Lex…” Grayson walks closer and stares down at her. “You don’t tellanyone, and I mean anyone, where she is. If you care for her like you say you do, then now is your chance to prove it.”

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