The Billionaire Boys Club (Billionaire Romance Series Book 1(69)

“Dylan is leaving. I need to pack up his stuff this week. I wondered when would be convenient for you.”



Matthew surveyed her. “Couldn’t take it, huh? Do it Tuesday, after Property. Do you need me to let you in?”



“No, I have his key,” Kelsey said. Dylan had left it in the car.

“Fine,” Matthew said, closing the door in her face.

Kelsey turned and walked back upstairs.



On Tuesday after Civil Procedure, she and Jessica walked into Madison Park and got some boxes from the grocery store. They attended their respective Property classes, then walked down to the room with the boxes. Kelsey knocked on the door, but Matthew wasn’t there. She opened the door.

She walked over to Dylan’s bed and sat for a moment, as Jessica arranged the boxes on the floor. Then she stood and opened the top drawer of his dresser. She handed clothes to Jessica who neatly placed them into the open boxes. Then she found a half-empty bottle of vodka.

Kelsey gasped. Jessica turned and saw the bottle in Kelsey’s hand. Jessica closed her eyes, then took the bottle from Kelsey. She placed it into an empty box, and they continued.

As they packed the dresser, they found three more bottles of alcohol, in various sizes and states of emptiness. Kelsey packed up Dylan’s desk and found two more. Jessica placed each into the box with the others, tears streaming down her cheeks. They finished packing his things, then Jessica sealed all of the boxes except the one with the bottles. Kelsey carried the bottle box up to their bathroom and poured each down the sink. Then she took the bottles and threw them into the recycling bin on their floor. She threw them hard, and was rewarded with the satisfying sound of glass breaking. She walked back downstairs. Jessica had piled the rest of the boxes out into the hall and had begun carrying them downstairs. Kelsey double-checked the room to make sure that all of Dylan’s things had been removed, then closed the door. Tyler, Zachary and Ryan came onto the floor.

“What’s up, Kels?” Zachary asked.

“Dylan left,” she replied. She glanced at the boxes. “Jess and I are moving his stuff to his car.”



Tyler placed his bag next to the wall. “We’ll help you carry them down,” he said. Zachary and Ryan dropped their bags, and each of them took a box. Tyler took two. Kelsey took the last one, and they walked down the stairs, where they met Jessica.

“We have them all,” Kelsey said. Jessica nodded and walked back down the stairs.


“Do you want to get the car?” Tyler asked. “I’ll help you pack it.”



“Thanks, guys,” Kelsey said. She ran outside and through the back gate. She had got permission to park the car in front of the dorm to put Dylan’s things inside. She got the car and returned to the dorm. Dylan’s things were sitting outside, and Tyler, Zachary, and Ryan were standing outside.

“Jess went upstairs,” Zach said as Kelsey got out of the car and opened the trunk. They packed the boxes neatly into the car and closed the trunk.

“Thanks a lot,” Kelsey said, and she drove the car back to the lot. She walked back slowly to the dorm. Tyler was still standing outside.

“I’m sorry,” he said to her. Kelsey nodded and walked past him into the dorm. She walked up the stairs and into her room. Jessica was rolled up in a ball on the bed, crying. Kelsey felt tears of her own.

“How could we not have known?” Jessica asked through her tears. “Why didn’t we do something?” Kelsey gently put her hand on Jessica’s head. She had been wondering the same thing.



As was normal at Darrow, Dylan’s absence was noticed but not commented on. He was just another statistic.



Wednesday was a blur for Kelsey. She ran in the morning, running as if by going quickly she could bring Dylan back to Darrow. Tyler glanced over at her a few times but didn’t say anything. Kelsey left without a word. She and Jessica ate breakfast in silence. Kelsey went to Civil Procedure and Torts but didn’t hear a word. She spent the rest of the day alone in the library, but read nothing.

On Thursday, Tyler spoke to her as she was leaving the gym.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked her. Kelsey looked at him.

“No,” she said, and left.



Kelsey arrived in Property class that afternoon and set her backpack on the table. Ryan and Zachary were talking and Tyler looked over at Kelsey as she sat. She could sense his eyes on her, but she pretended that she didn’t notice, and got her laptop out of her backpack.

“Kelsey,” Tyler began softly. The door opened and Professor Weber walked into the room. Tyler frowned. “You don’t have to handle this alone,” he said. Kelsey ignored him, and Professor Weber greeted the class. Tyler sighed and looked to the front.



Kelsey got to the gym at 5 a.m. to make sure that she could run alone. Tyler didn’t — couldn’t — understand Dylan, and she had no plans to try to discuss it with him. Kelsey, on the other hand, understood Dylan all too well. She had been there, looking for solutions where only problems could be found. She remembered the bleakness that had been her life, and she wept thinking about the well that Dylan now had to dig himself out of. She had done it herself.

She left the gym at 5:45 and headed back to the dorm. Kelsey showered and walked over to the student center. Breakfast wasn’t served until 6:30, so she sat and watched the black sky over Lake Washington.