Breathless 4 (Breathless #4) Read Free Page B

coveted
chocolate chip cookies into my hands. “Eat, woman. Eat. When was the last time
you ate? Can you even remember?” I couldn’t. As we sat there, talking about
anything but the situation with Johnny and pretending to watch TV, a plan
started to form in my mind.
    I went into my room in the dorm and grabbed my laptop.
There had to be information on the game; my parents had had my car dropped off
at the campus, so I didn’t have to rely on anyone for a ride. If I could find
out where the game was and what time it was scheduled, I might be able to make
it there in time to talk to Johnny. The idea was starting to scare me. What if
I did talk to him and he admitted to everything? I couldn’t bear the thought
that the guy I loved so much could possibly be as cruel as the allegations
against him made him seem. I couldn’t help but think, though, that with so many
different sources against him, there had to be something. He had to be involved
somehow.
    Georgia didn’t say anything as I started searching. I
found the team’s site and their schedule. “What are you going to do?” she asked
me finally. I took a deep breath. The game was less an hour from starting, and
the location was two hours away by car if traffic was good. I worried at my
bottom lip.
    “I’m going to the game.” I looked at Gigi.
    “Are you sure? I mean, it’s not going to exactly be
easy to talk to him.” I shook my head. My eyes stung and felt dry and achy from
the tears I’d shed. The stitch in my side was finally gone, but there was a
weird tingling throb in its place that threatened to erupt back into sharp pain
with any movement.
    “I have to figure out a way to get him alone,” I told
her. “I can’t just wait until he comes back. You know I can’t wait.” Georgia
started to open her mouth to counter and then closed it, shrugging and nodding.
    “Yeah, you’re a mess. You should have talked to him
about this before.”
    “ Shoulda coulda woulda ,” I said, frowning. “I thought I was just
being crazy. I thought it was just some bullshit thing that people were blaming
him for. But if there’s a police file on him… Georgia, what if my mom is right?
What if he did it and only got off because he was some big hockey star?”
    “Do you really think he’ll admit it?” I pressed my
lips together.
    “I’ll know it, even if he doesn’t admit it,” I said after
considering it for a moment. “Unless he’s some kind of monster, there’ll be
some sign that he’s hiding something from me, and I’ll know what to think. But
I have to at least try to get to the bottom of this.”
    “Well, we agree on that, at least. You need to know if
you’re dating some kind of abusive asshole who drugs and rapes his girlfriends
and invites his friends to partake in it.” She shook her head. “But I just
can’t believe it. I mean, it can’t be that bad, at least not his part in it,
can it?” I exhaled.
    “I don’t even know what to think anymore. I have to do
something.”
    “Just don’t get yourself killed. Stay calm.” I rolled
my eyes.
    “Might as well tell me to stop breathing as to stop
worrying. I’ll stay as safe as I can.” I plugged in the address of the away
game into my phone’s map function and put my laptop back into my room. I could
easily afford the ticket to the game if I had to. I knew there was no chance
I’d be able to see Johnny before the game started, there just wasn’t enough
time for me to get there. I’d get into the stadium where he was playing and wait
for him and find some way to get him alone — however I had to do that.
    Georgia wished me luck and I hurried down to the
parking lot. My car wasn’t the nicest or most expensive one there, but it was a
good, reliable Volvo. My dad had bought it for me new when I got my license and
made sure that I knew every last one of its features as well as how to change a
tire before he let me take ownership of it. My parents also insisted on paying
for AAA, just