I stumble out of the flat to the sound of Paul’s shouting voice. She lives at the group home where I live. He grabs the woman by the arms, stopping her in her endeavors.Ī girl I know.
He instantly sees me standing there, and his face blanks. The pain is so bad that it’s spreading outward to the rest of my body. With a trembling hand, I reach out and turn the handle. My body starts to shake, my heart banging against my rib cage.įorcing myself to move, I stand outside his bedroom door. Coming from his bedroom.įear fills me like poison. I let myself inside and walk to the living room. Maybe he’s in the shower and can’t hear me. But I know he’s here because his bicycle is outside in the hall. I get off and walk on trembling legs to his place and go up the two flights of stairs to his door. I catch a bus for the short journey to Paul’s flat. Leaving the group home, I artfully manage to dodge Kit. He worries that people might find out about us, so he says I should make sure that it’s safe for me to go. I always have to text him to let him know. I should probably text him to say that I’m coming to see him. “Same thing as you’re going to do in here.” Without another word, I walk past her.
What were you doing?” She gives me a suspicious look. Zara, nosiest cow in the world, is on the other side. After washing my hands, I flush the toilet and unlock the door. My hand shaking, I push the test back into its box, shove it into my jacket pocket, and zip it up. There’s a bang on the bathroom door at the group home I live in. And he might only be seventeen, but he’s big for his age. He’ll know how to handle this.īut if Kit finds out about Paul and me, he’ll kill Paul. What if he thinks I got pregnant on purpose? If anyone finds out that Paul and I have been sleeping together, he’ll be in trouble.
Paul will know what to do.īut no one can find out that I’m pregnant. This is for all you Revved fans and #CarrickCrushers out there. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Visit my website at Cover Designer: Najla Qamber DesignsĮditor and Interior Designer: Jovana Shirley, Unforeseen Editing, No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission of the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
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