B O N N I E
My throat closes and I stop breathing. Whenever someone gets drunk and confesses they f****d up, it's never a good thing.
"What did you do?" I ask with a shaky breath, not sure I want to hear whatever he is about to say. What if he met someone at the party and doesn't know how to tell me. I wasn't gone for very long, but when you look like him, it isn't hard to imagine.
It would make sense if he met someone, considering how hot and cold he's been with me recently. The kiss we shared in his car the other day felt urgent, but necessary. Was it real, or was he just using me to fill some void?
"I, uh-" Josh breaks my train of thought and I turn my attention back to him. I watch him as he draws in a deep breath. "I hurt my dad," he mumbles. It takes me a second to understand wh
