What is it about taking your bra off at the end of a day?
Total relief.
My phone pinged, and I reached over to see it was Rosie.
ROSIE:
Finn.
I gasped.
Finn?
He was her date to prom? How did I not guess?
A million questions run through my mind as I text her back.
GRETCHEN:
OMG! Have fun, I love you!
I walked into the bathroom smiling to myself as I imagined Finn’s eyes falling out of their sockets when he laid eyes on his date in that dress. I turned the taps on, reveling in hearing the rain battering the windows outside.
I drizzled some bath cream into the hot water and watched idly as the water turned soapy and full of bubbles. Just then, the doorbell rang, and I frowned.
Who could that be?
This concerned me; Luke seemed to have a hard time leaving me alone. But surely, he would be at prom, or getting ready for prom?
If it was him, I would lose my shit.
I’ll hand deliver him to Krystal in a body bag.
I grabbed a towel and quickly turned the taps off, making my way downstairs. I tried to look through the glass at who it was, aware that the someone on the other side wore a hat through the blurry glass. Cautiously, I leaned close to the door.
“Who is it?” I demanded.
No answer.
I felt uneasy.
Why would someone ring the bell then not answer when asked who it was?
Ithadto be Luke.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I gripped my towel around my body tighter, wondering what the hell I was going to do.
The doorbell rang again.
“Who is it?! I’m not answering the door until you tell me who it is!” I yelled, my heart pounding with terror.
“It’s me.”
Chapter Twenty- two
GRETCHEN
