Unbroken Rules (Rules 3)

“I… I will.” I’m going to miss this idiot.

Will turns to Haze. “Don’t fuck this up. You never know how much time you have with someone.”

Haze nods. By the time I’ve grasped what just happened, Will is long gone.

“Did we miss something? Why did he leave so suddenly?” I walk in and question Kendrick, who looks guilty of every single crime ever committed, sitting by himself with his head hanging low.

“You heard him. He had to go home.” He makes his way to the fridge to get himself a beer.

“Are you really drinking at…” I pause, checking my phone, “10:00 a.m.?”

“Today’s been a shitty day.” He opens and tips the bottle back.

I frown. “But the day just started.”

“Exactly my point.”

With all this, I almost forgot about Allie.

“Hey, what was Allie doing here? We saw her leaving.” I drop the bag of clothes I packed yesterday on the kitchen table.

Silence.

“Who?” Kendrick shrugs.

“Oh, fuck off,” Haze spits.

I frown. What’s that about?

“She forgot something here, that’s all,” Kendrick says.

Haze scoffs. “Was that something your dick?”

Kendrick’s jaw falls.

“Excuse me?” I blurt.

“I don’t know what he’s talking about.” Kendrick rubs the back of his neck, the way he always does when he’s lying. Does this guy never learn? Something snaps inside of me. I’m sick of feeling like the whole world’s lying. Kendrick’s just rested his phone down. If he’s keeping something to himself, I’ll most likely find it in there. I act on autopilot, walking over and scooping his phone off the marble counter so fast it takes him a solid second to realize.

“Hey,” he yells.

I have just enough time to lock myself in the bathroom.

He pounds on the door. “What the hell are you doing? Give it back.”

I unlock his phone. “No password, huh? We like living dangerously, I see.”

“Winter, I’m not fucking kidding!”

“Where should I start? Camera roll? Text messages?”

He pounds louder.

“Yeah, you’re right. Text messages.”

He’s got a conversation with his mom, one with Alex and… wait, Allie? I click. There aren’t many messages. Something tells me he deleted the rest like the sneaky bastard he is.

Kendrick: Are you okay? You just ran out.