Free Rewriting Destiny (Forsaken Sinners MC #1) by Shelly Morgan Page A

hall, I asked Mr. Tillman if he would be okay with me helping him out. He’s always been my favorite teacher, and he has never had a problem with me. In fact, he has told me numerous times that I have an amazing talent and if there is anything I need, to let him know. So it came as no surprise that he was okay with letting me be his T.A.
    Since art class isn’t really a class with homework and most students use it as a free period anyway, there isn’t much for me to do to help out around the classroom. Mr. Tillman says that I can use that time to work on my homework or draw. I figure at least until I know what the work load will be this year, I should take advantage of having extra time for my drawing. My free period bleeds into the next, and since I don’t have to change classes, I continue at my easel in the corner of the room to get as much done on my drawing as possible.
    Since I've been taking art since my freshman year, Mr. Tillman lets me draw whatever I want now. Sometimes I choose to do what he tells the other students to draw, but today I want to draw freehand. I’ve had a lot on my mind these last few months, and since I’ve been trying so hard to spend time with Zane this summer, I really haven’t been able to draw much lately.
    When I started this picture, I wasn’t sure what it would turn out to be. I just let my pencil flow. When Mr. Tillman says to start clean up because class is almost over, I finally step back to look at what I have drawn. It’s a bunch of lines and swirls around the edges, but as you get to the middle, you can make out the back of a truck. As I stare at it, I finally realize what it is: it’s Zane driving away.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 7
     
     
    Today was the last day of school before Thanksgiving break. In some ways, the time went at a slug’s pace. I think the only reason it felt so slow was because I was counting down the months, weeks, and then days before Zane would be home again. He hasn’t been back since the day he left, and we barely get to talk on the phone. Mostly, I get short text messages asking how I am doing, how Gram is feeling, how things are going with Gunnar, and if he is treating me okay. Since I don't want to get into my relationship, I keep my answers short and turn them around on him. Though when I ask how college life is going, I get one word answers like “good” or “fine”.
    Then when I ask about football and when I can come see one of his games, he quickly changes the subject. It seems the only time he talks about football is when I ask if he is coming home or if I can visit him. He’ll say that he is too busy with practices and training that he can’t come home or that I shouldn’t make the trip because he won’t be able to spend time with me. I’m not sure if it’s because Zeke isn’t there and maybe his emotions are all over the place when it comes to football, or maybe he really is busy, but it’s like he’s trying to keep me away. It doesn’t sound like football is as important to him anymore, but it is always there as an excuse when he needs one. I hope that’s not the case, because it’s the one thing that should make him feel closer to his brother.
    My relationship with Gunnar has been touch and go since school started. I find myself ignoring him more often than not, and I’ve noticed that he has gotten more arrogant and aloof as the days pass. When we do hang out, I long for the way we were that first night we met. Conversation came easy, and I could feel that he cared about me. Now, it seems like it’s all a front. I want to ask him what we are doing, but I’m scared to hear the answer. Even though I don’t feel for him what I probably should or wish I did, I fear that he will tell me he doesn’t want me, and it will cut me deep to hear that yet another person I’ve gotten close to feels that way. Like I’ll never be good enough to keep or stay with.
    I am just getting in the door from school when I