I keep picturing her face in my head as she ran away from Sabastian. The lost look on his as he kicked the bin on his way, following her, no doubt to wherever she disappeared to. There was a moment, just a split second that I thought sorry for him. But, how do I feel that when I am in love with the same girl. She is mine dammit. He left her here. She chose me. Why do I feel like I am just a could be and not a should be.
My phone rings as I skip the red robot.
LIZZY flashes on the screen.
“Hey cousin.” Lizzy and I haven’t spoken since I apologized at school. Come to think of it I haven’t seen her since that day.
“Hi Reagan, you still want to help with my dad’s murder.”
I offered her my help a few days ago after Mason filled me in with the reason to why Lizzy was in town. I thought she will tell me to fuck off so this is a surprise. But a welcome one.
“Yeah, what do you need.”
“I am at the dinner on the other side of the river.”
“What the hell are you doing there?”
“I think I found someone who might know what happened to my dad, her name is Kirsten Bellare. She was Gina’s friend.”
I make a sharp u-turn and head in the opposite direction. I haven’t been to Liston Hill’s downside since we played against Liston Hills Public a few months back. The place was the rough end of our small town. The people in the South didn’t come to the suburbs unless they had to. We all stayed where we belonged. Well, we did before. Things have changed now in the last year, Mason, Rae and Natasha attended the Public school and some of the teens from the downside attended our high school on a scholar ship.
I wasn’t an ass-hole, I believed in helping those who showed potential but the ones who attended our school on a scholarship, didn’t deserve it. They were the kids of our parents employers who were clever enough to get dirt on our parents or suck up enough that people like my dad decided that a pay check wasn’t enough.
“I’m on my way, send me your geo location.”
“Sure, just hurry, Dexter is here, and things look like they are about to go south fast.”
She clicks the call off and dread follows me as I put more juice going 140k’s an hour. I know Dexter and trouble are best friends.