Don't Let Me Fall(23)

“If you don’t want to wipe your blood off the floor, I suggest you go,” I said making it easier for her. She rolled her eyes and walked away.

“I totally had that,” Aimee said scooting over on the double seat for me to sit. “But thanks anyways. Rebeckah, this is Caleb. Caleb, Rebeckah. He’s an old friend from Bethesda.

”

I glanced over at Caleb and my eyes widened a bit. This guy is cute. Not cute like a baby but cute as in he’ll melt your heart with a smile and probably break your heart with one

word. He looks like he can even be a model for Hollister. His dark hair is sticking up in the right way and his dark blue eyes look innocent but at the same time, they have a

haunted look. Like his childhood sucked kind of look.

“I don’t know who I’ve heard more about you from,” Caleb said picking up a coffee cup. “Aimee is in awe of a girl like you. Tattoos, attitude, your smile. And Logan doesn’t

stop smiling like a girl when your name is brought up.”

“Not true,” Logan said matter-of-factly.

“Logan is an * so he’s probably smiling thinking of ways to get back at my bitchy attitude,” I said trying to hide in the seat but it’s not working.

Caleb laughed and glanced at Logan. “Now I understand why she kneed you in the nuts. Are you not being a gentleman?” Caleb turned back to me. “These two are a pain in the ass but

once you really get to know them, you can’t live without them.”

A quick thought passed through my mind and I feel ashamed for thinking it. The world can live without me.

“You’re from around here,” Caleb said, not asking so he clearly knows. These two have been talking about me.

“Revere.”

“Rebeckah isn’t the showing off kind of girl. We have yet to know more than she’s twenty-one, she has a brother and sister and she lives in Revere,” Aimee said, tilting her head

to the side to really look at me.

“I have two sisters,” I said, staring at my lap.

“What? I only heard about a Jacky.”

“Jacky is my older sister. I have a younger sister, Kelsey.” It’s my fault. I don’t like to talk about my family. I held up my right hand and started ticking off fingers with

initials tattooed on the insides. “Jacky, Matty, Kelsey and my dad, James.”

“Hmm,” Aimee said nodding.

“Where did you go before you transferred here?” Logan asked. Now he’s acknowledging my presence.

“Why, so you can stalk me more than you already have?” I asked.

Logan stared at me for a bit and I have a feeling he’s trying to understand why I’m the way that I am. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back into the seat. He won’t be

able to look through my armor.

“University of Washington,” I sighed, when they wouldn’t stop looking at me, waiting for an answer.

“You went far,” Caleb said, catching my eye.

“Life at home sucked,” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“So you ran?” Aimee asked.

It appears so. I don’t see it as running. I see it as finding an escape and finding some place to breathe.

“I was seventeen. I basically had the world to myself. I chose being across the states.” Mom didn’t want me close so I left.

My eyes wandered past a few students then landed on dark ones pulling me in. f-uck. Me. It’s the * I had sex with and then he made a scene in this dining hall. He leaned back

in his seat and smiled a million dollar smile at me. His eyes even played along. When he jerked his head back, I smiled. He wants to leave. With me.

I guess I made an impression.

I shot him the finger and his smile dropped.

I’d be lying if I say I don’t want to have sex with him. He was really good and my body loved it. I loved it. I know he’s an * and I shouldn’t be doing this but I am.

“I have work soon so I should go,” I said standing up. “See you guys tomorrow. Nice meeting you, Caleb.”

“My pleasure,” he said glancing at Aimee. Those two are sharing some pretty hot looks. I don’t know if they dated or had sex but they clearly want to get back in.

I walked past a few tables when I heard footsteps behind me. I glanced at the windows and found the * walking behind me in the reflection.

I kept walking.

When I got out of the building, he caught up to me.

“You know, it’s not very nice to flip someone off in a crowded place,” he said, cocking an eyebrow at me.

“It’s not very nice to try and embarrass me in a crowded place,” I said glancing at him. “You’re f-ucking weird for stealing my underwear.”

“I didn’t steal them,” he said stepping in front of me, walking backwards. “You left them on the floor and I found them. I was just returning them.”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t pull that shit on me.”

He smiled and I know now his real side is coming out. “I thought you’d be just like every other girl,” he said. “So I did what I always do.”

“You’re an *.”

“I know,” he said chewing on his lip. “That’s why I’m going to ask if you want to get out of here.”