Jake and I were hanging out until my phone started going off. I had it on the side table beside me since we were in the living room and grabbed for it, not wanting to think about him. I hesitated before picking it up. Was I ready to get a text from him? My stomach double-knotted and then lurched to the bottom of my throat.
Here goes.
I picked it up and looked at the screen.
Wanker’s name was lighting it up.
I frowned and then answered, “Wanker? What’s up?”
A burst of loud music came from his end as he shouted into the phone, “I need backup!”
Ice plunged through my veins. I jerked upright on the couch and pressed the phone tight against my ear. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s Erica.” The loud music faded abruptly, and his voice grew clearer. “She called me hours ago. She was already at Sids, a
