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lot.”
    “I
don’t owe you anything, Brian.” He kept his body tense, his form ready if Brian
really wanted to do this. “Believe me, I’ll be out of here and never fucking
look back.”
    His
father took another step toward him, but Rory held his ground. He refused to
back down. If Brian was drunk enough to do this, then so be it, because Rory
was primed for a fight. “You want to do this, Brian?”
    Something
flickered in Brian’s eyes, maybe fear or realization that he couldn’t take Rory
down. Maybe he saw that Rory was pissed and on edge enough that he’d get
knocked the fuck down … again. Whatever went through Brian’s mind had him
stopping and moving a step back, shaking his head in the process.
    “I
don’t have fucking time for this, and you’re not worth it,” Brian mumbled,
turned around and walked away.
    Rory
shut the door hard enough it shook, and the noise reverberated through the
shitty room. A moment passed before Rory felt calm enough to even move. He turned,
stared at the small bed, the sheets and comforter mussed on top, and breathed
out. Scratching his head and knowing he should take a shower, Rory said fuck it
and walked toward the bed. Aside from the bed-frame that was as old as Rory,
everything in this room was things he’d had to buy for himself. That’s how
worthless Brian was.
    He
lay down on his bed face first, closed his eyes, and let the only good thing in
his life filled his head, which was the girl he was absolutely in love with …
Lena Port.
     

Chapter
Five
     
    There
was this feeling inside of Lena that had her on edge. She couldn’t say what it
was, or even explain where it came from, but when Rory had called her this
afternoon and said he had some things to talk to her about, her belly had been
in knots and her entire body had just felt … off.
    The
last few days had passed in this kind of hazy, euphoric blur. All she could
think about was being with Rory, about how they’d lost their virginity to each
other, and how she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She might
only be eighteen, but she knew what she wanted out of life. She had plans to go
to college, already having a few acceptances from the universities she’d
applied to. Rory had applied as well, but she hadn’t heard one way or another on
if he’d gotten in. Maybe that’s what this was about? Maybe he got in, or maybe
she was feeling all kinds of nervous because he hadn’t gotten an acceptance?
    She
ran her hands over her thighs, her skirt rising up slightly, and her heart
beating wildly. She sat a corner table at the local coffee shop in town, her
vanilla bean scone and lemonade in front of her. The cup had droplets of
condensation on it, and she watched those trails of water move down the plastic
and collect on the tabletop.
    “Hey,
baby.”
    The
sound of Rory’s voice had her glancing up. She stood and walked into his arms,
resting her head on his chest. The sound of his heart beating below her ear was
comforting. He had his hand on her back, rubbed it up and down, and she inhaled
the scent of his cologne. He smelled so good, felt so good against her. When she pulled away she rose on her toes and pressed her lips to
his. But she noticed how he looked, the way his face looked hard.
    He
looked like he had something heavy on his mind by the strained, tight
expression he wore. Rory pulled her chair out and gestured for her to sit down.
When she was he took the seat across from her. Since he didn’t get anything to
eat or drink from the counter, and by the way he looked right now, she felt
like something was definitely up.
    When
he leaned back in the chair but stared at his hands on the table, the silence
stretching between them, she couldn’t help herself but reach out and cover his
hands with hers.
    “Rory,
what’s wrong?” Her appetite was gone, and she pushed aside the cup and plate
that held her scone. “Is it your dad?” Although she’d never actually met the
man, it was no secret