The Heaven Hill Series のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 191 - チャプター 200

Roni sat in the office at Walker's Wheels trying to decipher Liam's writing. Who the hell had taught him to write? It was chicken scratch, and she couldn't figure out if what he'd put down was an eight or a nine. The Roni of old would have just made the decision herself. The Roni that had emerged in the week since she'd had dinner with Rooster was going to check and verify, make sure that's what he meant. Because this Roni, she wasn't scared to ask questions. The guys were in the back, taking their afternoon break, so she decided to go out the backdoor of the office. It would be a bit of a walk, but after being cooped up all day, she needed it.When she walked out of the door, she was shocked to find Drew and Mandy there. Drew had Mandy pressed up against the wall. "You will not tell anybody what's going on," he told her.Mandy had tears streaming down her face. "You need help," she was whispering, her fingers tangling in her brother's shirt. "You can't do this on your own," she pl

Rooster made his last round of the almost empty school. The first day of classes was tomorrow and most of the teachers had already headed home. Football practice had let out about an hour ago, and the cheerleaders had been dismissed around thirty minutes before. Usually he would have already been gone, but something told him to take one more lap, make sure it was empty before he told Stacey they could lock up for the night. He rounded the corner of a group of lockers that faced the cafeteria."Drew, I don't like it," he heard a female voice say.It was panicked, and that made him uneasy. He stood deep in the shadows, so he could see what was going on but they couldn't see him. Drew stood in front of a girl Rooster thought he recognized as Charity, the daughter of Jasmine, a stripper at Wet Wanda's. He had her backed up against the locker, and if Rooster was reading the situation right, they knew each other well."It's only for a couple more weeks, Charity. I need to make varsity.

Rooster pulled his bike into the parking lot of Roni's apartment building and cut it off. He sat there for what seemed like forever. Since talking to Cash, he had gone back and forth with whether he should tell Roni what was going on with Drew. He still hadn't been able to make a gut decision. For once, he wanted to be completely selfish, he wanted them to have a real shot at a forever. If he told her what he had found out, that could potentially put a stop to the relationship they had begun to build. He knew it was misguided, but he felt responsible for not only Drew but the other kids at the school. He had been an officer for the county; he was supposed to have kept them all safe, keep all the bad shit away. It was still hard, at times, for him to turn off what his former life had been. What if she blamed him for this too? It was something else in a long line of ways he'd failed her. What would he do if that happened? He wasn't sure he could stomach it again. For a few more days, he

Rooster was beginning to get frustrated. He'd figured out without a whole lot of trouble which kids at the high school were the ones dealing the steroids, and he kind of had an idea as to who the kids were that were taking them. Drew and his best friend Dalton Morrison were knee-deep in this whole situation. He still hadn't found out a way to tell Liam, he was still skirting the truth with Roni, and he was pissed about the whole situation. He was selfish because half of the reason he wasn't confirming anything about Drew was because he didn't want Liam to shoot the messenger. His biggest fear was that Liam and Roni would say he was lying and be done with him, even if they both suspected that Drew had a problem. In his experience, when telling people things they didn't want to hear, it was easy as fuck to turn a blind eye and accuse the person bringing the truth to them. The hardest thing to do was to sit back and wait for it all to unfold, but that's what he kept telling himself that h

Roni sat on the couch in Doc Jones office, wringing her hands together. She wasn't sure how people were supposed to feel once they got here, but she was nervous as hell. Everyone that she'd spoken with told her how easy it was to talk to the older woman once they got going, but Roni was beginning to doubt that. They'd been here for almost fifteen minutes and neither one of them were any closer to spilling their guts than they had been when they first walked inside. Neither one of them had barely said a sentence, much less anything else."Roni, you're the one who called me," Doc Jones started when it was apparent the two of them weren't going to offer her any information. "Why did you feel the need to have me around when you speak to Rooster?"She shifted in her seat; this part was the hard part. It felt like the spotlight was on her and she was on display. Being on display was never something her personality had craved and it made her very uncomfortable. If it helped her move on wi