Lucky Me

*XIV*

Chapter Fourteen

I think I nailed my test but I don't know. The questions were pretty easy, some were hard, but I at least got an A-minus. But even though we had a test we still had to do homework and study a new chapter, which is completely ridiculous. Halloween is coming up, they should give us like a one week break from all the studying and stuff.

I go back to my dorm after a long study session and when I walk in Liana, Colin and Tessa start grabbing their things to walk out.

I give Liana a smile and she hugs me, "I'll see you later, okay? Maybe we could grab coffee sometime,''

I smile and nod, "I would really like that.'' I told her.

Colin bobs his head towards me, "take care of yourself.''

I roll my eyes, they're acting like they are leaving on a three-year trip. "Will do, Colin.''

Colin and Liana walk out and it's just me and Tessa. I try to walk away but she follows my move and stands right in front of me, a smirk written across her somewhat beautiful face.

"Deb and I are really starting to be friends,'' she told me and threw me one of those fake sweet smiles.

I narrow my eyes at her, Tessa being happy is never a good thing. She's a bitch and for some ridiculous reason, she hates me. From the very moment I met her, she hated me and I still don't know why. And frankly, I don't care anymore.

"If you hurt her Tessa I swear I would rearrange your face and make sure you never live to say daylight again,'' I said in a serious tone and I meant every single word. No one hurts my best friend and gets away with it.

Tessa rolls her eyes, "please, as you'll ever be able to do that.'' she takes a closer step towards me, our faces almost touching. "The only reason I befriended her was to hurt you. And if it takes beating the crap out of her then so be it.''

I scowl and I grab Tessa's arm, digging my nails into it. She winced but continued smiling, but I could see the pain in her eyes. "I swear to God, Tessa if you hurt her-"

"Tessa, what the hell are you still doing here?'' I hear Ezra say and we both turn around, finding him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Tessa bats her eyelashes at him and I try not to gag. "Nothing, I was just on my way out. I'll call you soon?''

"Don't bother,''

Tessa scowled and rushed out of the dorm and I locked the door to make sure that she doesn't storm back in here like an idiot.

I sigh, throwing my backpack on the floor and shaking my head. I run a hand through my hair and place part of my hair to the other side. "I don't know why you keep up with her? She's like the antichrist.''

Ezra laughs a bit and follows me to the living room, where I sit down on the couch and kick off my shoes and place them aside. College can do a real number on you.

"I've met worse people,'' Ezra told me.

I knit my eyebrows together, "like your brother, Caleb.''

He nods and looks down at his lap, "and my father, Graham.''

Graham Baker, where have I heard the name before? I swear I saw his name flash across the television every time they talked about a homicide or a home invasion. So, Ezra has a serial killer as a father?

I place my hand on his shoulder and surprisingly he reaches for it and squeezes it. I pull myself towards him until our knees and thighs are touching.

Ezra takes in a deep breath, "my family is messed up like hell. My father has killed and had gotten away with some of it. He got arrested a couple of times but never stays too long behind the jail cell.''

Ezra looks at me with worry in his eyes and I grab his hand and squeeze, "you can tell me anything, you know?''

He sighs and continues. "The worst part of it all is that my brother is following into my father's footsteps. It first started with him selling drugs and him beating up people here and there. I really wasn't worried because this is what gang members do and I'm doing it right now.

"But then he killed, stabbed a few people for the fun of it.'' Ezra wrinkles his nose in disgust. "I don't know how the hell he lives with himself. I don't know why the Reapers have gone on this violent path.''

I part my lips to say something comforting but I really don't know what to say, so instead, I ask, "you were part of the Reapers?''

Ezra nods, "yeah.'' He then starts standing up, wiping off the invisible dust on his jeans. "I've told you enough.''

I sigh and nod, standing up too. Ezra's eyes roam my body and I seriously wished I hadn't worn shorts and a knitted crop top today. Especially since I live with a hormonal teenage boy.

I wrap my arms around my stomach, "do you want to order pizza for dinner or I could heat up the capellini.'' I look over my shoulder as I say that to avoid eye contact.

"I want pizza, I'll order,'' he says and the moment I hear him walking away, I turn back around and sigh, running a hand through my hair.

Crap, crap, crap. I was supposed to be on a hiatus right now but I can't help but wonder what the hell they use is? I'm not making any progress and I'm living with the hottest man on the whole planet.

I think it's pretty obvious at this point and I really wish it wasn't true.

I like Ezra. I like him too much, to the point that I wonder why the hell I'm even on this hiatus.