Page 11 of Hard Rock Love
“Oh.” I hadn’t realized I’d turned the conversation to my sister. “I’m good. Working hard at school. That’s pretty much it.”
“You said you’re taking English?” Seth asked.
“For now, yes. I don’t know. There’s not many career prospects.”
“You’ve always been so smart, though,” Seth said. “I bet you could do anything you wanted.”
“Maybe. Everly says I should take a bunch of courses and see what I like, but I’m worried about being too wishy-washy. I haven’t found my passion like she has. She really knows what she wants out of life.”
Seth cracked a smile. “You’re talking about Ever again.”
I blinked. “Sorry. I’m not used to talking about myself. I’m not all that interesting.”
As I said the words, my heart clenched in my chest. I’d always sort of known that about myself, and I’d been okay with it. Everly was the star of the family, not me.
But recently, hearing those words from other people…
I didn’t know what was worse.
Having everyone on campus think I was a slut, that I was so desperate and pathetic that I’d sleep with anyone who gave me the time of day, or having everyone think I was so dull, so boring, so uninteresting, both in the bedroom and out, that I’d been pumped-and-dumped by all those guys I’d supposedly slept with.
My mouth trembled as I fought back the pain radiating in my chest.
That was a hurt that wouldn’t soon be forgotten.
