Her door was wide open when I approached. The whole tag-teaming thing had been my idea after all, along with the blindfolding, binding her wrists and restricting her hearing. I wanted to see for myself how she was dealing with what we did. Probably why I’d made her tea as an excuse to talk to her. His behaviour made me suspicious, but if he wasn’t going to answer Drake, he certainly wasn’t going to talk to me.Įverything about Prescott being weird and Scarlett’s lack of reaction to what we’d done made me uneasy. Prescott merely shrugged and went back to his phone.
Drake asked him what the fuck was up with him. Later on, when we were upstairs, Prescott had been oddly quiet. Had she changed that much or was I just trying to see glimpses of the girl I’d once known like the back of my hand? The Scarlett I’d known ten years ago didn’t take anything lying down. The knowledge of that didn’t sit well with me.
If anything, she was acting like nothing untoward had happened. When I asked him, he assured me Scarlett was here and didn’t appear to be annoyed.
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