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BOOK ONE in The WSU Series
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Eleonora Gomez -
My first year at Washington State University was meant to be easy...
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"Yes, I know."
I swear ever since my moms give birth she's become way more attached. She's calling me every other day to "check-in."
"Your flight is Thursday morning— 10 am, okay?" We leave for Paris in 3 days, today's Monday. "Yes, thank you." I look up to see Alex walking through the front door, "mom I have to go— love you." I hang up the phone quickly before heading over to the archway.
I don't even know what I'm going to say yet. I don't even know what I'd like him to say— I just want answers. Anything really. Alex has always been a mystery to us all growing up in New York he barely revealed any of his life, me and the boys met him in the first year of high school. And I barely know anything about him, I've tried— we've tried, I guess after our last conversation I want some answers. Like why did he come home with a black eye? And then lie about it and say it was from practice?
I need him to know he can trust us and is able to tell us anything but I don't want to push it.
"Hey."
He turns around slowly before staring at me, "hey?" I follow him into the kitchen as he unloads some items, "what's up?" I lean onto the counter to watch him store the food away. "Just been to get food." He holds up a package of eggs, "ah." I was never good at confrontation, what do I say without pushing it?
"Whatever's on your mind just say it." He stops doing what he was doing to lean against the countertop, waiting for my next move. "The other day..." He steps closer to me, crossing his arms, "you had a black eye." I indicate to his left eye, "that wasn't from practice."
I know it.
"It was."
"Alex, it wasn't." We have helmets on and even if we didn't there was no way he'd get a black eye. "You have your shit, I have mine." I'm left standing confused as he finishes putting the food away and leaves the room. He's always been a mystery.
A puzzle without the last piece.
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"What could you possibly need that you don't already have?"
Livs had been dragging me around the shopping mall for two hours, it's a forty-five-minute drive to get here— that was hell enough. I thought I'd die in that car, I don't know who told Liv she could drive but she can't. "It's not 'need' it's want." She says while looking through the racks of clothing, I'm holding two of her bags while she holds one in her left.
