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My eyes don t leave my bedroom door until he walks back in the room. He comes straight to the
bed and crawls in beside me.  Okay, now we can talk.
 Talk?
He nods, pulling me to him.  You asked about Sarah. I said we d talk about her later.
 Oh, I whisper, not sure I want to talk about his girlfriend right after we had sex.
 Sarah s a good woman. At least, she was when I first met her. But she was never you, and she
knew that I didn t have any real feelings for her. Knowing that she was just keeping me busy, while I
waited for you, made her bitter.
I saw them together enough to know that Sarah meant something to him. He can say what he
wants, but I ll never believe he doesn t care for her.  Sarah means something to you.
 No, she doesn t. She could have, if it wasn t for you. As soon as I realized you were no
longer just a kid, she never had a chance.
I m about to ask him what he means when his cell starts to ring. He reaches to the floor and
pulls it from his pants.  Yo.
I watch as his face instantly loses its color, and he quickly swings his legs off the bed.  Where
is she?
He listens while pulling on his pants.  I ll be there as soon as I can.
Kidd shoves the phone in his pocket and starts to pull on his shoes. I watch him as he continues
to get dressed. He stays quiet until he slides his cut over his shoulders.  I gotta go, he barks out,
voice sounding cold.
 What? I ask, shocked at the change in him.
He looks to me with regret in his eyes.  Sarah needs me. We ll talk about this shit later.
With those words, he walks out of the room. Seconds later, I hear the front door slam. I curl
into a ball, letting my tears wash away my heartache. I just don t understand how he can say he wants
me, but takes off after Sarah right after he we have sex? Maybe that s the issue, he wanted sex and
said whatever he had to in order to get it.
The more I think about it, the more angry I get. I know the guys at the club use girls all the time.
Shit, the guys at school do too. But Kidd is my friend. At least he s supposed to be. Friends don t
treat each other like that. Do they?
After nearly two hours of crying and fuming, I ve had enough. I decide to go find out what the
hell his problem is. I hop off my bed, grab my clothes, then quickly get dressed. I m just walking out
of my room when Chipper comes in the front door. For once in two weeks, he isn t drunk, but he does
look like shit.
 Where re you going? he asks, as he shrugs off his cut and throws it on the couch.
 I got to talk to Kidd, I say, sounding angry and maybe a little hurt.
 He s not at the clubhouse, darlin , he says with a shake of his head.  He s with Sarah.
I assumed he was going to Sarah, but hearing Chipper say it still hurts. More than the hurt, it
pisses me off. How the hell could he do this to me?  Where are they at?
His brow rises.  You haven t heard?
I shake my head in the negative.  Nope.
 Sarah was in a car wreck, a bad one. The doctors doubt she ll make it through the night.
All of my anger vanishes, and I m filled with a sense of self-loathing. Here I was, worried
about what happened between me and Kidd, and she s dying.  I m going to the hospital.
 I don t think that s a good idea.
 I have to be there for Kidd, I try to explain.
 I m telling you, Jenna, that s not a good idea.
I know better than to argue with Chipper, so I go to my bed. I sit there silently, waiting for the
sound of the TV in his bedroom to turn on. Once I know he s out for the night, I m going to the
hospital. Good idea or not, I won t let Kidd go through this on his own.
Kidd
I run my fingers through my hair, frustration and anger eating away at me. I should have left
Sarah in Mateland. If I had, she wouldn t be dead. This is my fault. A good woman is dead because
of me. As I walk out of the hospital, our last conversation flashes through my mind.
She was so fucking upset. She didn t want to leave, kept telling me she had nowhere to go. I
knew she was telling the truth, but I didn t care. The only thing that mattered to me was getting to
Jenna. Hell, I was already on my bike heading to Chippers before Sarah even pulled out of the
parking lot.
The last words she said to me was that she hated me. Well, now I hate myself.
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