Chapter 82

Chase’s POV

Gray was gone, leaving Emma and I to ourselves. the one thing I had been looking forward to.

“What was that about?” I asked her.

She did not respond.

I found that fishy as fuck. And I knew for the next part of the night, I needed to be high.

I shoved the lip of the bottle in mine and threw the bottle away, caring less about the shattered shards of glass.

“I’m talking to you, Emma!” I screamed.

She startled and jumped involuntarily. I saw her breathe faster, and lick her lips.

“It’s nothing.” She replied weakly. “We were just, uh, talking.” She lied.

“I miss the old you, Emma.” I said, collapsing on a one seater.

“The one you embarrassed?” She asked, suddenly finding her voice. “Hell nah!”

“Matter of fact, I do not.” I said, she looked up, confused. “I don’t miss a girl with entanglements in another city.” I said. “Emma, I remember mornings where my head didn’t hurt, mornings that really felt good. I