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“I’m coming.” Chase got up. “I’ve needed one for the last hour.”

“I’m going where Allie goes.” Blake got up.

“Yeah, God forbid she goes somewhere without you!” Ebony snapped, but all three of them ignored her and walked out.

Blake had his arm around her when Chase closed the classroom door.

‘I’m not fighting Blake anymore. I need to move on.’Allie’s voice flooded my head. ‘You have so let me.’

‘I’M NOT WITH EBONY!’I yelled in her mind. My temper getting the best of me. This whole situation was getting the best of me. I was done with it. Done with her being apart from me. I wanted her back. I hadn’t even caused this!

Ebony fucking lied to begin with, getting me into this mess.

I reached into Allie’s mind, and she was telling herself all the reasons why she needed to move on and let go of me.

‘Blake will go back to Ebony. I’ll make sure of that. But you and me. I’m done,’Allie said to me.‘I mean it, Zane. I’m going come the end of the year and, if you even care for me a bit, you will let me go.’

So, she had made her mind up about leaving, and she expected me to just sit back and let her go? I wasn’t going to let that happen.

‘Zane, please just let me go.’Allie’s voice flooded my head again, and I heard her begging like she couldn’t live like she was any longer.

Didn’t she see she didn’t have to keep living the way she was? She could be with me. She loved me I could feel it, but she thought I had betrayed that. She had trusted me once, and she wasn’t willing to trust me again.

No matter what her heart wanted, her brain was speaking louder. Fuck. I was hearing all her concerns and while all of them could be dismissed by me, she didn’t want to hear it.

Chapter Sixty-five

I had been tortured with Allie and Blake all week. I had canceled my training and practice and I didn’t show up to dad’s lessons. I knew the distraction would have done me good, but I felt physically drained. I just didn’t have the energy to do it.

Allie was having nightmares, and I was getting the pleasure of them as well. While she might want nothing to do with me, her body was thinking the complete opposite.

I was more connected to her than usual. I think it was because I was fighting the whole distance thing she wanted. I would make sure I showed up for every class we had together and get as much of a dose of her as I could get.

It was so bloody painful not being able to touch her, especially when I saw my mark on her neck. It surprised me she hadn’t once attempted to hide it.

She was even wearing her hair in a high ponytail, as if to torture me, by making me see it.

I was lying on my bed, and normally I didn’t smoke, but I did when I was stressed and right now, I was beyond stressed.

I couldn’t switch my brain off. Allie left for the festival today. She was hours away, with Blake doing drugs and probably each other.

I inhaled on the cigarette. Yep. I had lost her.

There was a banging on my door, and I sighed. Really not in the mood to deal with anyone.

Couldn’t people just let me drown in this depression?

Never been depressed in my life, but now I don’t think there was a word, apart from depressed, to describe me.

I was ignoring the door when the banging just got louder. Whoever it was, wasn’t pissing off.

I dragged myself off the bed and went to answer it.

Regretted answering it as soon as I opened it.

“We need to talk,” Ebony said, sounding panicked.

“Fuck off, Ebony.” It was her fault I was like this. It was her fault that Allie thought I had betrayed her trust. She said she didn’t trust people. I knew she didn’t trust many people and somehow, thanks to Ebony, I betrayed it.