All Wrong

Chapter Twenty Bedtime

Grace

I’m exhausted and barely coherent. I can’t believe Henry made me sleep in a bed with him. You’d think he’d be embarrassed. Clearly not. I wish I knew what to do to bruise his ego. He’s a bit ridiculous. The room is deathly silent until it isn’t. I stay awake but keep my eyes closed trying to focus on the voices that are talking. It’s not brennan so he must be asleep already. Its Henry and Sydney. They’re actually talking! I hear them say Bryce and I shudder. It must not be visible because they keep whispering away as if it were just the two of them in this room. Maybe even in a bed. I cringe at that thought.

Right before I drift off to sleep I hear my brother and Sydney talking about Bryce. He has something over her. I already knew he had something over my brother. Over both of us if you think about it. Could he have secrets on all of us? It would make sense.

I knew by the look on my brothers face down stairs that he has feelings for Syd. And he knows that I know. I wonder when it happened.

He’s pretty messed up after everything. My need to protect them both exhausts me and I doze off thinking of the web we have seemed to weave. Our secrets are going to be our undoing.

The party was fun until Bryce started his crap. I knew it would happen. I wish she would tell us what he’s got on her. But I know that’s hypocritical of me it’s not my story to tell.

I think of Brennan. Does Bryce have something on him too? I’ve known him my entire life. He seems pretty cut and dry to me. And gabby and Jen? I’m not sure but I guess that wouldn’t surprise me in the least. They’re not exactly angels. We need to talk tomorrow. Before the next party begins. Or maybe I can just talk to Henry and we can figure this out.

My dreams are clouded with the secrets I hold. Of Bryce and my brother. Of Brennan. Any one of us could have let Henry at him. But Sydney stopped him. To protect her secret. How bad is it? Or did she do it to protect him? But why would she do that after what he did? I have too many questions.

I can’t imagine it being worse then ours. Not really. I know she hides things but she’s also a very private person. There isn’t anything wrong with that. I do wish she would let me in but I can’t force her. I have to let her come to me when she wants too. So like usual I wait. I always wait. Because that’s what she would do if the roles were reversed ever. She would wait for me to be ready to open up.