He pointed at me. “You’re good.”
“I take a licking and keep on ticking,” I smiled, resting my head against my hand.
He shrugged. “Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don’t.”
I giggled again and wiped the residual wetness from my eyes. “You can’t top the coppertop.”
Ryan sat for a moment, looking stumped, and then an impish grin appeared on his face. “I have good news. I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to GEICO.”
My eyes narrowed. “Are you in good hands?”
Ryan intertwined his fingers in mine. “Easy, breezy, beautiful, Covergirl.”
I bit my lip, not wanting to stop our game. It was such a wonderful distraction.
“Just Do It,” he nudged my arm.
“Leggo my Eggo,” I countered, playfully pulling my arm back.
He flexed him arm. “Beef. It’s what’s for dinner.”
I pointed to his arm and shook my head. “Tastes great, less filling.” I sat up and waited for his riposte.
“WASSSSSUP?” he leaned over into my face and I burst out into a roaring laughter. He bellowed out his own and we covered our mouths to keep the nurses from rushing in to quiet us down.
“Thank you. I needed that,” I breathed, holding my stomach.
“You most certainly did,” Ryan agreed.
The next morning, I woke up to the ring of my cell phone. I scrambled to my night stand, ripped the charger cord from its port and jerked it to my ear.
“Hello?” I cringed, waiting for the person at the other end of the line to mention the near maniacal tone in my voice.
“Hey Nigh, it’s Ryan. You left your Anatomy book here yesterday. I just wanted to let you know before you got to class.”
“Oh. Oh! Thanks. I don’t think I’ll need it today, we’re preparing for a lab.” I rubbed my eyes, wondering when I had finally fallen asleep. It didn’t feel like I’d slept at all.
“Did I wake you?”
“Yeah, but that’s okay.” I looked at the clock. “The alarm goes off in ten minutes, anyway.”
“The nurse said that they may release me today or tomorrow,” he said.
“Excellent! Let me know when and I’ll rally the troops to spring you.”
“Will do,” he chirped, sounding extremely enthusiastic for the early hour.
Classes dragged, and I had to force myself to finish out the day. By the time I got to my room, exhaustion had set in, and I decided to cook something quick and then take a nap.
Finishing the mounds of homework scattered on my bed was impossible. I couldn’t concentrate knowing that every time I turned a page, every time my spoon scraped the bowl, every time I sighed, Jared was listening.
When that thought crossed my mind, anger pulsed through me. He had told me secrets—which he expected me to keep—he told me that he loved me, made promises, and then he just...left.
“Who does that?” I asked aloud. I shook my head, thinking of the show he’d put on when dropping me off at Andrews. He seemed so terrified of losing me, of my mother talking me into staying away from him. In the end, it was Jared that was evading me.
I dwelled on that for a moment and wondered what had changed from the time he dropped me off until after I’d returned from the hospital. I had only focused on what I could have done wrong; I hadn’t stopped to think about other possible reasons for Jared to avoid me like the plague. Like my mother.
My hand flew to my mouth as the revelation sunk in. She had spoken to him. She had told him to stay away from me, and he had listened to her.
Grabbing my coat and keys, I shot out the door as if my room were on fire. I ran to my car and violated every traffic law between Brown University and my parents’ home. Once I pulled into the drive my courage had somewhat waivered, but I had to know why Jared had changed his mind. I had to know it wasn’t that I didn’t live up to his expectations.
I burst into the door, calling for my mother. After the third time that I yelled her name, she came hurrying down the staircase.
“Nina? What are you carrying on about?” She held onto the banister with one hand and clipped on an earring with another.
“What did you say to him?” I demanded.
“What did I say to whom?” A disgusted look immediately clouded her face.
“Mother, stop it!” I yelled.
Cynthia raised an eyebrow and spoke slowly. “You will watch your tone while in my house, young lady.”
I shook my head and took another step toward her. “What did you say to Jared?”
Cynthia deliberated for a moment. “I told him what he needed to hear, Nina. Of course you wouldn’t listen, so I had no choice.”
“Why? Why would you deliberately try to hurt me?”
Cynthia was stunned by my assumption. “Nina, I’m simply trying to save you from yourself. If you won’t have the sense to…well, I’m glad that he did.”