Free What a Boy Needs by Nyrae Dawn

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    Once we get into town we head to the house first. It ' s seriously huge. Probably three of my houses. It ' s never really bothered me because she ' s not one of those girls who flaunts it. Priscilla couldn ' t honestly give a shit about her parents ' money , but since I ' ve been on a poor-me-kick lately , i t kind of sucks. I keep thinking about how her dad looked at me at the police station all beat up and pierced and then the fact that they obviously didn ' t want me at her graduation party and suddenly Mike ' s words start trying to push their way into my head again. Into our trip when I don ' t want that bastard anywhere near us.
    Not that I ' m not a bastard too.
    The elbow that ' s holding my head up gets pushed out from under me , snapping me out of it. I turn and Priscilla is sitting by me. She starts mumbling stuff in Spanish.
    " Why do you do that when you know I have no clue what you ' re saying? " I sound pissy now even though I know I shouldn ' t.
    She and I are in the kitchen and I ' m not sure where the others snuck away to. I ' m pretty sure they ' re locked in a room and we won ' t want to bother them , though.
    " I do it because I don ' t want you to know what I ' m saying. Or when you make me mad. " She shrugs. " Or as it typically goes , both at the same time. "
    She ' s wearing this little tank-top thing that shows a whole lot of skin. I ' m not sure if I want to thank God or pry my eyes out because it sucks to be able to see and not touch.
    " What did I do? "
    " Dios ," she sounds frustrated now. Priscilla leans over the counter that separates us. Her head is in her hands , her elbows on the counter the way I just was. " Because you ' re getting upset , or thinking about something you don ' t like. Or something that bothers you , that you ' ll pretend isn ' t a big deal and never tell us , because why would Jaden need his friends? "
    For a second , I ' m stunned. I want to tell her I ' m not like that , but we both know I am. Then I want to find out if she ' s freaking psychic , because how else would she know what I was thinking ? And , third , let ' s get back to the stunned part because Priscilla has never really been one to keep things in , but first her admission last night and now this? She ' s usually not quite so open. I ' m not sure what to think of it.
    " I need you guys ,” is what comes out of my mouth. I need you guys? Could I sound any more like a douche?
    " Okay. " She shrugs and then grabs a glass out of the cabinet , before filling it with water.
    Leave it alone , Jay. She ' s letting you off the hook. Instead , my word vomit continues when I ask , " What do you mean , okay? That means you don ' t believe me. " Holy shit , do I sound like a girl right now. What ' s wrong with me?
    She sighs and I want to do the same thing. I have no idea how we got on this road anymore and I ' m definitely not sure if I want to keep traveling it or get the hell off.
    " What were you thinking about , Jaden? "
    How my dad isn ' t my dad. That he ' s told me all my life I ' m a piece of shit. Oh , and you ' re the opposite of that. " Nothing. "
    She shakes her head. " Point proven. One for me , zero for you. I know you need us , but I also know you ' ll never let me be there for you. You ' ll never admit anything to me—I mean , us. I ' m tired of pretending otherwise. "
    I groan , really not in the mood to do this. " Can we let it go? You never showed me what room I ' m staying in. "
    Another head shake. And , yeah , another point for her.
    ***
    I ' m lying in Pris ' s bed. Alone . Which totally sucks , but whatever. She ' s staying in her parents ' room while the newlyweds take the spare room. I ' m sure they ' re enjoying the alone time.
    I play with my cell phone , letting it roll around in my hand. To call or not to call? Okay , that was lame and , yeah , of course I ' m going to call because I ' m obviously a glutton for punishment. I mean , Mom pretty much made it clear she didn ' t care