Chapter 4April 18th
“She won’t stop crying,” Kate whispered conspiratorially into my neck, draping her arm around my shoulders and leaning in close. “I don’t know what else I can do.”
“He is such a douche bag,” I said, shaking my head and allowing myself to be led to the bathroom. I could hear Ricky’s sobs the moment the door swung open.
“There you are!” Jessa said when she spotted me. “Oh, thank the Lord. Relieve me, please. Save me.” Then, louder, “Erica, Corinna’s here!”
The sobbing subsided a little. There was a hiccup and then a tentative, “Corey?”
“Yeah, I’m here,” I said, walking over to the stall that poor Ricky had locked herself in. “What happened?”
“J-Jess?”
Jessa heaved a long-suffering sigh and rolled her eyes. “Mike showed up to the dance with another girl,” she said,
