“Is that a bite mark?” she asked, interrupting what I was about to say.
Shit. I’d become so used to Keiran leaving bite marks on me that I stopped noticing. I looked down to see my oversized sweater had fallen off my shoulder exposing the red patch and indentations where my neck met my shoulders. I quickly pulled it back over my shoulders and finished stuffing my books into my locker. I avoided her gaze and heard her laugh.
“Kinky. I like it,” she chuckled. “Dash told me you guys went to see your grandmother. I’m shocked.”
“Why are you shocked?’
“Because of Keiran’s obvious disdain for anything resembling a parent.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know. Maybe because he didn’t know his father and his mother dropped him off on a stranger’s doorstep?”
But bad parents don’t cause someone to become this troubled without something much worse happening. There were so many holes that only he could fill. “I wish I could get him to talk to me.”
“If anyone can get him to open up it would be you.”
“Why do you say that?”
“You’re the only one who affects Keiran in any way. He would talk…for you. You just need to know the right words to say.”
“Sup beautiful ladies?” Keenan came and hooked his arms around our shoulders with a cute grin on his face. “Do you know just by standing there together you’ve already fulfilled one of my fantasies? Now I just have to figure out how to get you two naked…with me in between.”
“Before or after Keiran and I take turns killing you?” Sheldon quipped.
“Semantics. What are you two whispering about?” he cast suspicious glances between us and attempted to look intimidating. I’m pretty sure he could if he wasn’t such a goof.
“Our periods,” Sheldon answered gleefully.
“Eww, babe.”
“You asked.”
“But you didn’t have to tell me that!”
Aaaaand they’re arguing again. I listened to them bicker back and forth. Sometimes I think they argued on purpose. Sheldon told me that makeup sex was out of this world but I’ve had Keiran’s angry sex so I don’t think it would be wise to pick fights with him.
“Guys I’m hungry,” I said interrupting their argument. “Anyone know where Keiran is?”
“He’s with coach. He told me to take you to lunch if he’s running late.”
“So I guess that means you’re still my body guard?” I asked, slightly annoyed. Did he still not trust me?
“In a way,” he smirked.
“Because I can’t be trusted. I get it.” I really don’t.
“No, because Keiran doesn’t trust anyone. Especially with you.”
“What happened to his parents?” I blurted. I was planning to ask that question in a crowded hallway during the middle of the school day but hey…shit happens. I was done skating around the issue.
Keenan froze and then glared at Sheldon who actually looked contrite for once. “What makes you think something happened?”
“Keenan…”
“I don’t know, okay? He doesn’t talk about it. He probably doesn’t even remember.” He looked away and I could tell he was either lying or holding back something. Just then Dash walked up to our circle with a scowl on his face.
“Where’s your girl?”
“You tell me…you were with her last.” He thumbed his chin and eyed me before rolling his eyes and fishing out his phone. He punched in some numbers, mumbling. After dialing into his phone three times he muttered, “this is bullshit” and walked off.
“Willow still won’t talk to him?” Sheldon asked.
“Would you?” I asked.
“I’d cut his dick off and hang it over my mantle.”
Keenan gave Sheldon a crazy look. “So you’d touch your brother’s dick?”
“Of course not. I’d make you do it, pumpkin.” She planted a loud kiss on his cheek.
“Oh no. I’m not doing that again.”
“Again?” We both asked at the same time.