Until Trevor (Until, #2)

by Aurora Rose Reynolds

“Did you sleep in my hoodie?” he asks. I completely freeze, trying to think of an excuse for wearing his hoodie. His face bends towards mine, his nose running along my jaw.

“Did you wear something under it?” he asks, running his nose down my neck. “Or did you want to feel me wrapped around you all night?”

When we were friends, I told him things that I had never told anyone else. I trusted him. I had been falling in love with the person that he is, not the guy that every woman in town wants a piece of, but the real him.

But I can’t do it; that’s not me. I would end up crying or confessing my feelings for him, and he would walk away with another notch on his belt, while leaving me feeling alone and empty. “I’m going with you today to see July, but after that, I think that it would be best if we went back to the way things were. I’m not having sex with you. Just because I’m not a virgin doesn’t mean that I’m going to sleep with you.” I say in my most serious voice. “You were going to sleep with me.” “Yeah,” I whisper, feeling tears clog my throat. “Thankfully, that didn’t happen. I mean, how humiliating would it be to have slept with you, then have you walk away without ever talking to me again,” I laugh, but it’s humorless and full of hurt. “Listen, I was fucked up, okay? You’re so innocent; I thought I was doing the right thing.” “So now that you know that I’ve had sex, you think it’s okay to sleep with me?” I’m so confused by his logic. “Stop fucking saying that you’ve had sex,” he growls, his hands sliding down his face. “Jesus, I don’t want to fucking talk or hear about that shit.” “Okay,” I whisper, startled by the pissed off look on his face.

“Nothing to do with me?” His eyes narrow and I look away. “You are mine; that means that it has everything to do with me.” I shrug. I know that it’s pointless to argue with him. In Trevor’s universe, he is right, I’m wrong, and there will be no convincing him any different. “Look at me, Liz.” His voice is quiet, so my eyes automatically go to his. “If something happens to you because of your brother, I will kill him. No joke. I will rip him apart with my bare hands.” I can feel my eyes widen; that is not what I expected him to say. “Like I said before, I don’t like this shit. And if something happens to you because you refuse to tell your mom, I’m going to spank your ass.”