“Wait. Where are you going?” Rich called out. When I didn’t stop or turn back, he rushed after me until he reached my side. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll make Braxton.” “Are you serious right now?” “As a fucking heart attack.” “Fine! All right!” he yelled, making me stop in my tracks halfway through the tunnel. “We fooled around, but we didn’t have sex, so just leave her alone. You’ve done enough.” Had I? I thought I’d made myself clear, but every move I made, the three of them found a way to outmaneuver me. I moved Braxton to another bus, and they followed her.
