Free Enjoying Trouble (Trouble #3) by Dee Bridle

Five
     
    Present
     
     
    Will
    I waited until the girl from the festival fell asleep before I slid out of the single bed and shoved my jeans back up. It was time for me to get the hell out of there. It had been a while since I had been inside a college dorm room and I had forgotten how small and fucking uncomfortable the single bed situation could be.
    I had gone back to her place, just in case Janey had gone back with the others to Noah’s. Doing the business with Janey in the other room just didn’t sit right with me. I knew that if the tables were turned, I’d rip the other guys head off before he even got to second base, but I couldn’t think like that anymore. Janey was ending us and there was fuck all I could do about it. I had to somehow move on, like the years we had spent together meant nothing. Yeah, right.
    With a yawn, I checked my pockets for my wallet, keys, and phone then headed out. It had been fun, but it was time to go. As I closed the dorm room door behind me¸ I looked up and down the hallway making sure I could leave without being detected. I had already well and truly broken the rule of being an outside visitor past the allowed time. I headed down the hallway, noting how quiet it was for a college dorm. Everyone seemed to be tucked up in bed and sleeping the early hours of the morning away. Didn’t anyone have parties anymore? I found the stairwell and made my way down, my boots reverberating against the concrete steps in the enclosed space.
    Shoving open the main door, my eyes landed on my bike. I would never stop looking at it in adoration, even though I had been riding it for years. It was the one thing that I truly owned. The one big item I had bought using my own hard-earned cash. It highlighted my freedom and what was possible, away from the grasp of my family’s money. I drove lots of different cars; expensive ones, limited editions, but they weren’t mine. Not like my bike. I climbed on and looked around me. I knew it was going to make a big rumbling racket once I started her up. All the nerds asleep in their dorm rooms would be wondering what the hell was going on. With that thought, I started her up and grinned to myself.
    Hear that, girls. That’s called power and fucking lust!
    With a grin still on my face, I pulled out of the college car park and went full throttle down the main street. I knew I was breaking the law by speeding, but at this time in the morning, I didn’t care. I needed the power and adrenaline to soothe me. Burying myself between a girl's legs tonight hadn’t really helped. I went faster, the cool wind biting my face. My eyes searched for police as I went, living life on the edge as I went even faster.
     
     
    Janey
    I heard his motorcycle as it entered Noah’s street and paused, wondering if I should run back to the couch in the living room and pretend to be asleep. Unlike everyone else at Noah and Ivy’s, I still hadn’t managed to fall asleep. I had gone to the kitchen with a desire for a hot chocolate, happy to see that Ivy was very much like me and was well-stocked with chocolate and marshmallows. I had been stirring my hot chocolate and popping a marshmallow into my mouth as I heard his motorcycle.
    I swallowed the marshmallow and tried not to panic. Did I stay here in the kitchen or go to the living room? I had no idea on what we would say to each other now after what had been said at the festival. I sure as hell did not want to see his ‘just had sex’ face either. That face used to belong to me, and only me.
    I heard the bike arrive at the house and heard the extra rumble of the engine before it turned off. I hated the fact that another girl had been on that tonight. It had been our thing for so long that I probably loved the bike just as much as he did. I looked down at the mug on the kitchen bench and knew it would give me away if he came into the kitchen. He knew me better than I did myself and would know that it was mine. Sharing a hot chocolate