Chapter 33

“We should get this place cleaned up.”

“No, I’ll set the clock on my phone an hour early,” Kieran said drowsily. “I’ll do it tomorrow morning. You’ll help me right? I mean, you don’t plan on leaving tonight, do you?”

“No, of course not, Kieran.” Liam played with a strand of Kieran’s blue bangs.

“Cool then.”

Liam smiled, looking into Kieran’s sleepy face. “So, what do you plan on doing? Have you spoken to Trent at all since the fight?”

Kieran cradled himself closer against Liam. “No. But he kept sending me text messages all day.”

“What does he say?” Liam wanted to know where he stood, but he was beginning to understand that Trent wasn’t a threat to him at all. Kieran was over him and trying to break free.

“Trent wants me to come home. He says he’s sorry. I guess he misses me in his own fucked up way.”

“Maybe you should go back and fix things with him. Just so you have a place to stay until you figure things out. I mean, you can’t live at Time out, right?”