Noah
My brain struggles to process this. Marissa was in the parking lot. She asked if we’d help her move a few things into her friend, Nicki’s place. Her arm was in a sling and we’d agreed feeling bad for her.
No sign of that sling now, think bitterly. “What the f**k Marissa? You kidnapped us?” Joey bursts out.
She stares at him with a smug little smile. “I prefer to call it a persuasive chat relocation. Especially with Noah here. I tried so many times to get your attention and nothing worked. Hell I even dated that moron for nine months and you did nothing.” She jerks her thumb toward Joey.
“Marissa, we were friends. You said it yourself.” I start out, completely confused.
She scoffs crossing her arms. “Like that was what I wanted. You’ve always been mine Noah. And now you can final
