Page 54 of Brutal Titan

Elliot

Victoria casually saunters past me, and my eyes automatically trail down and back up her body before I propel off the locker. Slapping Asher on the shoulder before fist bumping Wade, I tell them I’ll catch up with them later. The school day hasn’t officially begun yet, but I’m ready for it to be over already.

I don’t pick up my pace until I’m around the corner, out of view, just in case Asher was paying attention to my sudden departure. As I catch up, I walk beside her, not acknowledging her presence until I lightly clasp her hand, pulling her into a room, but I don’t flip on the light switch. Moving forward, I press her against the wall, my mouth over hers as she returns the kiss with the same intensity and desire I feel until she shifts back, breathing heavily as she speaks.

“Someone is going to see us if you keep doing that.”

“I couldn’t help it.” I swipe my tongue across her lip as my hand moves under her skirt.

“Seriously, Elliot. I just left your house less than an hour ago.”

“I know. It’s been an excruciating hour to bear.” And it had been. She’d left before me, making a point to arrive at a different time, so we didn’t pull into the parking lot at the same time on the nights she stayed at my place. “I plan to make up for it tonight though.”

Her lighthearted tone turns frustrated as she pushes past me. “Yes, I’m sure you will when we sneak around. Again.”

“Victoria—”

“It’s Friday. It’s been a week. What happened to a few days?”

The room is dark, but I can make out the angry pout on her face. “I’m sorry. I’m trying. I just don’t know what to say.”

“You’re making a bigger deal out of it than it has to be.”

“It is a big deal. He’s been my best friend for as long as I can remember, and I’ve been sneaking behind his back, lying to him.”

“And it’s just going to get worse the longer we wait.”

She’s right. The longer we wait the bigger throne of lies we’ll be trying to overcome. “I know. I’ll tell him tomorrow. Just give me one more night before the shit hits the fan. Please?”

“Fine. But if you back out this time, I’ll tell him myself.”

“No. He’ll probably take the news better if he heard it from me.”

“I hope so.”

Leaning forward, my lips press against her forehead as I whisper, “Me too.”

“I have to get to class.” She moves away from me, slipping out of the room as I’m left standing there in the darkness. I know it’s time to come clean, but I can’t help but think I’ll be losing one of them at the end of this, or maybe even both.