“Brandon?” I ask. Lucky snorts. “He won’t be bothering me again.” I’m glad he understood what I was asking, but I still raise an eyebrow, which Lucky catches. “Ellis, buddy, I’m not sure if you’ve looked in the mirror lately, but no one at that school is going to touch me. Not ever again.” My chest warms at that, and I feel a strange sense of pride that I could give that to Lucky.
