Page 111 of Bitter Lies

“Yeah?”

“What the fuck did you do?” he roars.

The blood in my head rushes through my ears because he sounds furious and panicked. Fuck.

Exhaling shakily, I drop my head and sigh. “He wouldn’t take it.”

“Then why is he calling me pissed off?”

“Because I refused a ride.”

For a moment, there’s silence while his heavy breathing sails through the line before he makes a weird animal sound that raises the hairs on my neck. “You’ve done it now.”

“Why? Because I refused to get in a car with him? Do you hear yourself right now? You stole from your best friend and sent me into a dangerous situation! This has got to stop!” I don’t wait around for an answer and end the call with a frustrated yelp.

Immediately my phone buzzes again, and I roll my eyes, but it’s not Max this time. It’s Griffin.

“Hello?”

“Where are you?” His rich voice fills my ear, and I sag against the bench, rubbing my head.

“I’m at the bus station.”

“Where?”

“Near campus.”

“Stay there,” he says before dropping the call.

“Fuck!”

Covering my face with my hands, I scream into my fingers before glancing up and making eye contact with a guy sitting near me, only to shrink away when he gives me the stink eye.

Crap. What the fuck am I doing?

Pulling up my phone to get directions to the dorm, I’m standing to walk, hefting my bag over my shoulder, when Griffin pulls up in front of me.

What the fuck?

His eyes are shiny pools of ice as he rolls down the window. “Get in.”

“What are you doing here?”

“Just get in,” he says through clenched teeth.

Wrenching open the door, I slide inside, and he pulls away, his jaw ticking as he stares at the road.

“Griffin, what are you doing here?”

“What do you think? I came as soon as I heard your fucking brother put you on a fucking bus.” His eyes flash his impatience as he looks me over quickly before turning away.

“Why?”

I’m so confused, I don’t know which way is up, and I’m exhausted by the whiplash.

Pulling to the side of the road abruptly, he turns to me with a furrowed brow. “What’s really going on?”

“Huh?”

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