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“Smoking weed, then?”
“None of that,” I say, finding the old confessional tucked into the side. “I found this place the day I stole my dad’s car. I was fifteen. Just driving around, crying.”
He watches as I push open the narrow door to the confessional, revealing the hidden entrance inside..
“Why were you crying?” he asks as we squeeze through.
“He brought a woman home and said she was going to live with us.”
“You didn’t want your dad to date?”
“I always thought my mom would come back. I thought he was replacing her. I cut up the woman’s clothes with scissors. My dad got mad. Said I was being a child. That my mom wasn’t coming back. I took his keys and left.”
The stairwell is narrow, and Knox has to crouch behind me as we climb.
“Did she leave? This woman?”
“What do you think?”
“So you were your dad’s cockblocker.”
“Maybe. He waited until I left the house before remarrying.”
He laughs as we near the rooftop, wrapping his arms around me and kissing the top of my head. “Even at fifteen, you were a terrorist. I bet your dad couldn’t wait until you left for college.”
“Mmhmm.”
May GuB
We push open the rooftop hatch, stepping into the open air.
The view is eerie but beautiful. The rooftop is flat and scattered with gravel.
Knox glances around. “So, what do we do now?”
“Enjoy the view.”
He squints. “The view is dark. Are we supposed to be seeing something?”
I lie down on the dusty floor and pat the space beside me. “By view, I meant the stars. They look better from up here.”
He hesitates. Then sighs. Carefully, he lies beside me.
The stars are faint but visible. Pinpricks of silver in the ink sky.
“So, Knox,” I say, turning my head to him. “Your turn.”
“My turn?”
“I just told you a secret. Now you tell me one.”
“That’s what people do when they look at stars? They share secrets?”
“Kind of.”
He sighs. “Alright. I used to have a crush on a teacher in middle school.”
“Who didn’t? Tell me something big.”
“Okay. I lost my virginity at thirteen.”
“Thirteen? You were a slut even at a young age.”
He laughs. “If it’s any consolation, I found it weird.”
“That’s great, but it’s still not big enough. I brought you to my sanctuary and told you I sabotaged all my dad’s relationships. Tell me something that actually matters to you.”
He turns to face me, the stars catching in his eyes. “Don’t be afraid, Bunny. You have something on your mind, and you can just say it. What do you want to know?”
“Alright. What happened between you, Finn, and your sister?”
He stiffens. His silence stretches for a long while, but eventually, he speaks.
“There was an incident. She was taken to the hospital. And she died. My father got mad. Said I either go away and atone for my imaginary sins or he’d turn me over to the police to be tried as an adult. So I enlisted.”
“What was the incident?”
He sighs. “You know, I don’t believe it’s a coincidence that you met my mother and all of a sudden you’re interested in my dead sister. What exactly did she say to you, Bunny?”
“Well, she wants you to show brotherly affection to Finn.”
“You know I won’t.”
“And I respect it. I just want to know why you hate him so much.”
“I don’t hate him. Sometimes we get along. But if you’re asking why we don’t often see eye to eye, it’s because he lied and it ruined my life.”
“Was the lie about your sister?”
He nods once.
“So if she were alive, would that change anything between you two?”
He turns his head, staring at me. “What?”
“If Lydia were alive-“
“Why would you even ask that?”
I sit up slowly. “Your mother told me she sent her away to clean up the mess between you and Finn. She said Lydia is alive. She’ll tell you where she is if you help Finn.”
His face drains of color. Every line in it tightens.
“Can you repeat what the hell you just said?”
“Lydia is alive, Knox.”
He sits up too. “I’m sorry, but are you telling me that my mother had the guts to use my dead sister’s name to manipulate me?”
It dawns on me at this moment that I probably should’ve eased into it better. Said it in a way that didn’t feel like a punch to the gut.
Sure, I expected anger. Some disbelief. Maybe even that quiet kind of devastation Knox farely lets anyone see. But I didn’t expect the shift to happen so fast, like flipping a light switch. One second he’s lying beside me, breathing calm night air, and the next, he’s fire and thunder,
“You can’t be certain she’s lying, Knox,” I say carefully.
But he’s already on his feet.
“Come on,” he says. “My mother wants to see me, right? Well, she’s going to damn well see me now.”
“Don’t go. At least not tonight. You seem angry.”
“Shouldn’t I be?” He crouches down and grabs my shoulders, lifting me easily to my feet. His hands are steady, but his eyes are pure rage. “You have no idea how much angrier I’ll be if there’s even a sliver of truth in this.”
We just stand there for a moment, still. Our bodies facing each other, breaths shared.
“Don’t go,” I whisper.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” he says. “A part of you told me this because you want me to forgive Finn. If the person whose death started all this isn’t really dead, then we don’t have to keep fighting. Right? Nothing he does to you will ever turn you against him. I see that now.”
“No, Knox,” I say, reaching for his arm. “I just don’t want you to make things worse. If you go there in this state, I don’t know what you’ll do.”
He steps back. “Then you shouldn’t have told me, Bunny. Because God help my mother and Finn if I get to that house and find out they’re telling the truth.”
He turns and heads for the hatch.
“Knox!” I chase after him. “Wait!”
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