Perfectly Hopeless by Holly Hood Read Free Book Online Page A

very carefully inch by inch found her way to where she remembered his closet and desk was. She held onto the desk, running her hand along the wall until she bumped into the light switch, at last the room filled with light.
     
    Maven gasped, her hand was bloody. She immediately checked the rest of her body. Her first thought was that she started her period. But that wasn’t it either. She ran to the bed shocked to see the side of Henri’s face covered in blood as well as his pillowcase and bed sheet.
     
    Her heart sank. And then she screamed.
     
    “ Henri!”
     
    She jumped on the bed, shaking him forcefully until his eyes opened and he was looking at her. He touched his nose as soon as he saw the sheer panic in her eyes.
     
    “ It’s a nose bleed.” He promised. “And I’m a really heavy sleeper.”
     
    Maven clutched her chest, happy to see him alive and moving. He pulled off his t-shirt balling it up and holding it against his face, his back to maven.
     
     
     
    Aunt Janet barged into the room. Her hair a mess, but she didn’t care. Her only concern was the scream she heard coming from Henri’s bedroom.
     
    “ I’m fine . It’s a nose bleed.” Henri wrenched himself out of her reach. He wanted nothing to do with anyone.
     
    “ Just let me see.” Aunt Janet tried once more to pry Henri’s bloodied t-shirt from his face.
     
    Maven backed away, feeling sorry for him. He looked miserable. But she didn’t know what to do. She stared down at the blood on her hands, trying to stay out of it.
     
    Flynn knocked before coming into the room. He was carrying a wet washcloth. He pushed past his mother and without any fight got the t-shirt away from Henri. He helped him clean up his face. “Awesome. At least now you don’t look like a bludgeoned victim from one of those horror movies.” They laughed.
     
    Aunt Janet sighed, leaving the two of them alone.
     
    Maven couldn’t help but notice how great Flynn was with Henri. She could tell Henri and Flynn were close.
     
    “ I’ll let you get cleaned up. And I’ll take your friend downstairs for some tea.”
     
    Maven without delay followed Flynn from the bedroom. Everything happened so quickly she barely had time to process.
     
    Flynn led her to the kitchen. He pulled two glasses from the cabinet.
     
    “ You want to grab that pitcher of tea for me out of the refrigerator?”
     
    Maven started moving, opening the refrigerator in a hurry to do as he asked. He was a no bull kind of guy she could tell.
     
    “ Thank you.” He poured two glasses and took them to the table, dragging one seat out and gesturing her to sit.
     
    She stared at her bloody hands. “Could I wash my hands first?”
     
    Flynn chuckled. “Of course. I wouldn’t want you wearing Henri’s blood while we share a drink.”
     
    Flynn took a seat, watching her attentively wash away the blood. He could imagine how horrified and upset with himself Henri was. He wondered if it was better to just take her home and leave it at that. He wasn’t even sure Henri would show his face after what happened.
     
     
     
    “ Better?” Flynn asked. She nodded, taking a sip of the tea.
     
    “ Is he okay?” That’s the only thing she was thinking about. She had to know.
     
    “ I’m sure he’s fine.” Flynn took a sip of his tea studying Maven closely. Blonde hair, blonder then most, he wondered if it were fake or natural. “Is that your real hair color?”
     
    “ Yes.” She touched her hair feeling insecure. Flynn was a great looking guy. And he wasn’t afraid to say what he was thinking.
     
    “ A lot of girls would kill to have hair like that. Is that why half the girls in this town talk about you so much?” He leaned back in his chair.
     
    Maven was stunned he would be so uncouth “I doubt my hair has anything to do with it.”
     
    “ What then?” She didn’t act like the kind of girl who ran around stealing other girl’s boyfriends. He knew those types—he loved