A Bet Gone Too Far — Episode 8

my phone screen got soaked too my fingers had gone pale from the cold i wiped them off stiff unlocked the screen the queue was down to seven people i couldn't stop shivering ended up crouching down curling into myself for warmth olivia hugged ethan from the front like this i can block some rain for you too you'll get less wet i don't need it ethan pushed her hands off just stand still don't get

it soaked. He stood motionless, staring out at the rain like fog. Drops hit his arm, slid down his pale skin. A while later, a car pulled up in front of us. It was Ethan's family driver. Ethan turned to look at me. Get in. We'll drop you off. Olivia made a disappointed sound. It's gotten so late, and Chloe lives pretty far. I want to get home soon, too. Ethan looked up. Olivia, she's

been our classmate for three years. I never said don't drive her. Didn't know my boyfriend cared cared this much about his classmates. Another car approached in the distance, high beams cutting through the rain.

I squinted at the plate, confirmed it was my ride. Stood up. No thanks, my ride's here. Ran for the car, behind me Olivia's voice floated out,

light as air. She doesn't want your kindness after all. Got home, showered, two missed calls on my phone, a local number I didn't recognize.

It called again the second I looked at it, I picked up. Ethan's voice through the speaker. I'm outside your building. I went straight to the window, looked down.

Shh. What are you doing here? Brought you cold medicine. Don't need it. I'll get my own. Go home. I'm hanging up.

Ethan's tone didn't change. Before I come up and find you.