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“No point.” She shrugs. “For the most part, cheerleaders and the football team are always together for practice and games.”

“At least we will be together.” I try to give her a reassuring smile that I don’t feel.

“At least there's that.” She gives me a genuine grin.

Putting the bag on the table, I open it up to find there are other things inside, too. Pulling out the papers, I see that it’s a practice schedule and a game schedule.

Shit. Tomorrow, there’s a home game.

So much for avoiding them at all costs, he’s been blowing up my phone since the day I left, and I’ve been pretending they’re not there, not being able to bring myself to delete them.

Guess I’ll be facing him sooner rather than later.

I can’t wait.

Chapter 22

Delaney

The next morning, I end up lying in bed, staring at the ceiling for a good hour before I even think about getting up and ready for today.

It’s the weekend, and it’s been a week since I’ve seen Logan or Benny. I’m miserable. All I could do was think about how Benny is doing. Is Stacy taking care of him, if not, is whoever’s watching him being kind to him?

Stacy is a vindictive bitch, so I highly doubt that she’s the one sitting at home being a doting mom.

Just thinking about Benny being neglected in any way makes me want to cry.

My phone dings again, making it the fifth time since I’ve woken up. I haven’t checked it yet.

Groaning, I roll over and grab it off the nightstand. Two of the messages are from Winter, the rest are from Kai. I look at Logan’s name with his many unopened messages, and my stomach sinks. I feel like a horrible person for leaving without an explanation, but it’s for the best. At least, that's what I keep telling myself.

First, I click on Winter. She messaged, asking if I wanted to hang out today before the game. I smile and text her back yes, that I just need to get ready for the day.

She replies that she’s on her way over and we can go out to grab some coffee and something to eat. I could use a coffee, and it might be the only thing that keeps me awake for the day.

Since leaving the house, my dreams about the guys have morphed into nightmares that have me waking up in a cold sweat. For the most part, I don’t remember much so I’m going to take that as a win.

After texting Winter that I’d see her soon, I open up Kai’s messages. He hasn’t said much after the few texts he sent me yesterday apart from wishing me goodnight.

Kai: Were you a good girl and did as you were told?

My brows furrow, not sure what he means.

Me: And what was I told?

Kai: Naughty Sweetheart, already forgetting. Reread my texts from last night.

I scroll up a few and reread his last text from the night before. It says Sleep well, Sweetheart. Dream of me tonight as I’ll be dreaming of you.

I bite my lip and smile before texting him back.

Me: And what would you do if I told you I wasn’t a good girl and I didn’t do as I was told?

I could tell him I did, but it would be a lie, even if it’s a small one. I’m not going to tell him the only thing I remember about last night’s dream was how Logan, Owen, and Elijah despise me and wish they never met me.

Kai: I’d tell you that you were in trouble and are in need of a punishment.

Me: And what would the punishment be? Does it involve that spanking you mentioned before?