Still, the one thing I refused was help in the bathroom. I had to get my ass out of bed and get organized for the day.

“No one has heard anything?” West asked. Just after Lucas and West arrived, I took them into the dining room to sit around the kitchen table, since Wendy had cooked us some lunch.

I honestly did feel like a kept woman with friends over to gossip.

I shook my head. “Not a word. The cops haven’t gotten any information on his whereabouts either.” I wouldn’t lose hope though. One day Henry would slip up and we’d find the fucker. It would then be my chance to deal out the punishment he deserved. At first, I’d been reserved about telling the cops anything, but when Zion explained they had to be called in since Henry shot Samantha in the house, an ambulance had been called, and the other two motherfuckers who’d assisted Henry got taken into custody, I didn’t have much of a choice but to tell them everything. I’d been surprised they didn’t judge me for who I was and try and pin something on me. Shit like that had happened before to the brothers in the club. However, there was enough evidence to back everything up, but I also had to think the cops I had to deal with were some of the few good ones.

“Where could he have gone?” Lucas thought aloud.

I shrugged. “Anyway, I don’t want to think about that fucker. How are you two doin’? Only a couple of months before you guys graduate and go into med school. Lookin’ forward to it?”

“If I pass,” West grumbled.

Lucas slapped his arm. “You will.”

“Will the change in jobs help with study time or anythin’?” I asked. We’d both heard from Death just the other day saying he had a couple of openings coming up, and if we wanted the jobs, they were ours. Zion was happy for me, and I really didn’t want to go back to Polished. I didn’t want to go on pretend dates when I had Zion. I snapped up the job, and West told me he did the same. However, he was still working at Polished until he could start the new one.

“Maybe, I’ll have to see, but staying at Lucas’s has helped with the money situation.”

Lucas reached out and slapped West’s arm again. “I still can’t believe you didn’t tell me you’re on a scholarship and your parents weren’t helping you out with anything.”

Somehow, when I’d still been in the hospital, and they’d come to visit, West opened up to both of us about things he hadn’t shared before. His parents were religious. As such, they didn’t know West was gay because they saw it was wrong in God’s eyes. They refused to help West with living away from home because they had wanted him to stay with them while in college, but West felt he couldn’t be himself.