Page 49 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 5
“I can’t…”
“Tell me! What is worse than not being there for your girlfriend when she just lost everything? What is worse than that?”
“Losing him!”
It felt like his words echoed around me. “You’re scared he won’t be your friend anymore? I’m pretty sure friendship has built-in forgiveness.” At least, I hoped so. Because I needed a lot of forgiveness from Kennedy if she really was in love with Felix. But my stomach was twisted into knots. Because shouldn’t all relationships have built-in forgiveness? And I wasn’t forgiving Matt.What is wrong with me?
He sat down on the edge of my bed. “No, I don’t mean he’d stop being my friend. But yeah, I’m sure that would happen too.”
“Then what did you mean?”
“I think he might kill himself, Brooklyn.” It looked like he was going to cry. Like the confession was breaking him in two. But instead he just put his elbows on his knees and looked down at the ground.
I didn’t know what to say. All I could think about was that James looked…sad. If there was one word I could have chosen to describe him, that probably would have been it. He drank too much. He was addicted to some kind of drug to the point where he’d blackmailed me. He was even more lost than me. “Do you really think James would do…that?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know. Maybe.” He looked so sad. “His parents gave him some bullshit ultimatum about having to break up with Rachel or they’ll cut him off.”
I’d heard the rumors about how Isabella and James were supposed to end up together. I thought it was just…rumors. But his parents cutting him off for dating someone else? All rumors were based on the truth. “What is he going to do?” I asked.
“I don’t know. But he’s already depressed. Did you know that he used to play football with Mason and me? And then suddenly his parents decided sports were a waste of time, so they pulled him from the team. He started drinking first. I don’t even know what the hell he’s taking anymore. He’s drowning and I feel like I’m the only one that can tell it’s getting worse every day. And I don’t know what to do.”
“Matt.” I knelt down in front of him so that I could see his face. “If you’re worried that he might try to kill himself, we need to tell someone.”
“You don’t think I’ve tried that?” He finally made eye contact with me. “Rob just thinks I’m being paranoid because of what happened last year. He says he has it all under control. But he doesn’t. He can’t watch James 24/7.”
“What happened last year?”
He looked up at me with a frown, as if he was realizing he let too much slip. “Nothing.”
But I wasn’t going to let him out of this conversation so easily. “Did James already try this?”
“No.”
“So what happened?”
He shook his head.
“We need to tell James’ parents about this.”No, they were the worst.They were part of the reason all this was happening. “Or maybe the school counselor. Or some other adult. What about your parents? They could help.”
“They wouldn’t listen either.”
“Why? I believe you. I’ve seen James out of control. We can’t get him the help he needs. I wouldn’t even know where to start. But an adult would. And they’ll believe you too.”
“They won’t actually.”
“Why not?”
“Because they all know the truth.” He looked down at his hands.
I slipped my hand between his.
“I’m not supposed to tell anyone about what really happened,” he said, as if that was the end of it.
“I think I’ve proven that I know how to keep a secret. Please, Matt.”Let me in.
For a few moments, he didn’t say anything at all. I wasn’t even sure if he was breathing. “My parents paid someone off to change the autopsy report, but the Hunters know. They were there that night.” He cleared his throat. “And I guess now you’ll know too.” He still didn’t look up at me.
I squeezed his hand.
