Never Never: Part Three (Never Never #3)

Never Never: Part Three (Never Never #3) by Colleen Hoover, Tarryn Fisher Read Free Book Online Page A

Book: Never Never: Part Three (Never Never #3) by Colleen Hoover, Tarryn Fisher Read Free Book Online
Authors: Colleen Hoover, Tarryn Fisher
find us just as the pizza arrives. They slide into our booth, rosy cheeked and laughing. In the entire day I’ve known Janette, I’ve never even seen her come close to laughter. I hate Charlie’s father more right now. For screwing up a teenage girl. Two teenage girls if I count myself. Well… three , now that I know about Cora.
    I watch Janette bite into her pizza. It doesn’t have to be this way. If I could just come out of this… thing …I could take care of her. Be better. For both of us.
    “Charlie,” she says, setting down her slice. “Will you come play with me?”
    I smile. “Yeah, of course.”
    She beams at me and my heart suddenly feels so big and full. When I look over at Silas, he’s staring at me, glassy eyed. The corner of his mouth lifts in a small smile.

It’s dark when we pull into Charlie and Janette’s driveway. There’s an awkward moment where I should probably walk Charlie to the door, but based on the way Landon and Janette have been flirting in the back seat, I don’t know how all four of us are supposed to do this at the same time.
    Janette opens her door, and then Landon opens his, so Charlie and I wait in the car.
    “They’re exchanging numbers,” she says, watching them. “How cute.”
    We sit in silence watching them flirt until Janette disappears inside the house.
    “Our turn,” Charlie says, opening her door.
    I walk slowly with her up the sidewalk, hoping her mother doesn’t see me here. I don’t have the energy to deal with that woman tonight. I feel bad that Charlie’s about to have to do just that.
    She’s wringing her hands together nervously. I know she’s stalling because she doesn’t want me to leave her alone tonight. Every single memory she has consists of me and her. “What time is it?” she asks.
    I pull my phone out of my pocket to check. “It’s after ten.”
    She nods and then glances behind her at the house. “I hope my mother is asleep,” she says. And then, “Silas…”
    I interrupt whatever she’s about to say. “Charlie, I don’t think we should split up tonight.”
    Her eyes meet mine again. She looks relieved. I’m the only person she knows, after all. The last thing we probably need right now is to be distracted by people we don’t know. “Good. I was just about to suggest that.”
    I nudge my head to the door behind her. “We need to make it look like you’re home, though. Go inside. Make like you’re going to bed. I’ll go drop Landon off at my house and then come back to get you in an hour.”
    She nods. “I’ll meet you at the end of the road,” she says. “Where do you think we should stay tonight?”
    I think about that. It’s probably best if we stay at my house, so we can see if there’s anything we missed in my room that might help us. “I’ll sneak you upstairs to my bedroom. We have a lot to go over tonight.”
    Charlie’s eyes drop to the ground. “Upstairs?” she says curiously. She inhales a slow breath, and I can hear the air sliding through her clenched teeth. “Silas?” She lifts her eyes to mine, and they’re narrowed. She has an accusatory look about her and I have no idea what I’ve done to provoke this look. “You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?”
    I tilt my head, not sure if I heard her right. “What do you mean?”
    “I’ve been noticing things. Little things,” she says.
    I can feel the descent of my heart. What did I say? “Charlie…I’m not sure what you’re getting at.”
    She takes a step back. Her hand covers her mouth for a moment, and then she points at me. “How do you know your bedroom is upstairs when you haven’t even been to your house yet?”
    Shit. I did say upstairs.
    Shaking her head, she adds, “And you made a comment earlier at the prison. About how you’ve prayed a lot in the last few days, but we’re both only supposed to remember today . And this morning…when I told you my name was Delilah? I could see you trying not to smile. Because you knew I was

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