When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)(88)

“You know there are more germs on that countertop than what’s in that toilet,” I avoid her question pointing at the open stall.

“Nice try and you know I’m a little dirty anyways.” Violet winks. I can’t stop myself from rolling my eyes at her remark.

All I have to do is spit it out, like she said. Get it off my chest and there’s no one better to do that with than my best friend. She’ll act understanding and nod when it’s appropriate because that’s what friends do.

“I’m…I’m afraid…” my voice trails off before I can bunch the thought together into an actual sentence.

“Jesus Kennedy, get it out already. The boys are going to think we fell in. What are you afraid of?” Her voice rose, but I know she wasn’t trying to be forceful. She just knows me well enough to know that sometimes I need an aggressive push.

“That at some point Graham’s going to go off and play baseball in some far off school and I’m going to be stuck picking up the pieces of our doomed relationship. You saw how beautiful that girl was out there. Those are the types of girls guys like him end up with. Not the plain Jane type like me,” I pause to collect my scattered thoughts because by now I am rambling barely taking a breath in between words. “He’ll have a million girls chasing after him in college and then not to mention the trillions that will try to screw him when he makes it pro because I know he’s going to and when he does I’m just going to be a memory to him. Something he tells his buddies about when they are all reminiscing about the girls they fucked in high school. I’m going to be a story and that’s all I’ll ever be to him.”

OH GOOD GOD! That felt good to say out loud.

Violet jumps down from the counter top taking the few steps she needs to be directly in front of me. She doesn’t saying anything, but I can tell she’s processing all the information that I just gave her. It’s when she opened her mouth that I’m taken by surprise.

“You’re a fucking idiot Kennedy Lucille Conrad,” she says poking me in the middle of my forehead. My eyes grow wider as she looks at me with disdain and what would appear to only be describes as annoyance. That’s not the reaction I’m looking for or even expect from her.

“I’m an idiot?” my voice echoes off the tiled walls of the bathroom.

“That boy out there adores you. Of course he can’t promise you what’s going to happen down the road. Don’t you dare shut down because you’re afraid that he’s going to leave you behind. You don’t know what will happen tomorrow or the next day but I know one thing to be true,” Violet shakes her head back and forth as she explains. “You are falling in love with him and it’s scary. I get that, I really do.”

“I’m terrified that at some point his reputation is going to catch up to us. He’s human and he’s already proved that to be true when he slept with Amanda. I can defend him until I’m blue in the face because I’d like to believe that I’m not just another notch on his bed post, but what if I am? What if he just…crushes me?”

“You won’t know unless you dive in head first, Kennedy,” Violet smiles at me sympathetically. “I know it’s not something you’re used to doing, but you really need to let you and Graham happen and see where it goes.”

“You’re right,” I confess.

“Excuse me? Did you just say I was right for once?” We both laugh at her reaction to my revelation. Violet jumps down from the counter engulfing me in a hug then smacking me on the butt.

“Ow, that hurt,” I say rubbing the sore skin trying to alleviate the sting. “For being so little, you sure do pack some heat behind a smack.”

“I’m sure if Graham was the one doing the spanking you wouldn’t be bitching about it.”

“Funny.” Not funny, but now all I can think about it Graham spanking me. Thanks a lot Violet.

“Now let’s go back out there to those two hot pieces of ass and be young and crazy,” Violet pulls the bathroom door open waiting on me to step out. She leans in to whisper in my ear. “If you ever call yourself plain Jane again I’ll punch you in the tit, got it?”

My laughter only increased as we made our way back to the table. Graham and Dan already paid the bill. I offer to leave the tip but Graham waves me off. He smiles at me and I feel my heart skip a beat. Violet’s right which is hard to admit to myself. I’d like to believe that I’m the insightful one. She’s right that Graham and I can’t even begin to predict what will happen in the future. I need to come to terms with that. I need to put trust into our relationship or else I’ll drive myself crazy.

The four of us walk out into the parking lot in silence. Violet breaks the awkwardness by jumping on Dan’s back pretending to ride him like a Clydesdale. She’s smacking him on the butt hollering at the top of her lungs for him to “giddy up”. Being carefree like Violet seems impossible.

Graham reaches down grabbing my hand interlocking our fingers. He knows my head is foggy. He’s only trying to draw me out of the darkness.

“What do you want to do now?” he asks eagerly not wanting our night to end.

Violet jumps off of Dan’s back to fall in stride with the two of us. She’s bouncing up and down with a cunning smirk across her face.