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ended really awkward for us.” He paused and I peeked at him and his clenched, tight jaw. “I still care about you. And I want to know you again. What was senior year like? How was graduation? Have you had any…” he took a deep breath, “problems? Visitors? I mean, you and I sure picked a hell of a city to move to considering.”
    “I figured I can’t really escape the dead, you know? I’m all about facing things head on now.” I pulled my hair behind my ear.
    “Oh, yeah?” He lifted his eyebrow.
    Dammit. The eyebrow lift always got me.
    I sighed. “Fine. Senior year was great. I made some major changes. I don’t run from the ghosts any more. I face them head on and power through. The longer I let them linger around, the crazier they make me – the more chance there is for something to go wrong. Charlotte taught me that.”
    We stared hard at one another when I said her name and I waited for him to defend her. When he didn’t I continued, “I built my portfolio. Worked at the art studio.”
    “You got these,” he said, running his thumb over the piercings in my ear, making me flinch and ball my hands into fists. He dropped his hand.
    “I made new friends.”
    “Louis.”
    I nodded and blinked away a traitorous tear. God, this conversation hurt. “Yes, Louis.”
    “I deleted my Facebook account when I saw your homecoming pictures,” he confessed.
    “I’m sorry,” I said. This was too hard. It hurt too much. I wrapped my arms around my stomach. I didn’t think the darkness could feel worse, emptier, but I was wrong.
    “Don’t be,” he said. He leaned his elbows on his knees. “I was halfway across the country fighting my demons. You deserved better than that.”
    I chewed my bottom lip and asked the question that had been on my mind since I saw him last. “Did you beat them?”
    He nodded slowly and looked at me with those eyes. “I think so. I think for the first time I got it under control. No drugs. No drinking. I learned some techniques on how to manage what I see and how to cope without losing control.”
    “No drugs?” Connor had been prescribed drugs to monitor his moods, which, in turn, kept the ghosts away. Without the meds he had a hard time functioning. His behavior turned erratic and he lied – a lot. He scared me. It was one of the main reasons we broke up. “Not even the anti-depressants and stuff?”
    “Nope. I learned a lot of things about myself at that wilderness program, Jane. I don’t need the drugs anymore to manage this.” He shook his head. “I know you won’t believe me and that’s okay. You’ll see. I’ve got myself under control. I’ve got this under control. More than ever before.”
    I didn’t believe him and the hole in my heart that had slowly repaired over the last year widened again. This would never work. He still couldn’t admit he needed help. That this was bigger than him.
    I stood up and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I need to get back. Ava and I are meeting for dinner.”
    “Okay.” Standing, he shoved his hands in his pockets again.
    “I’ll see you around,” I said, praying that I wouldn’t. I walked away before this whole thing got worse.
    “Jane,” Connor called. “I’ll prove myself to you. I promise.”
    “Bye,” I said back. Because maybe he would or maybe he wouldn’t. Neither of those things should affect me. Not anymore.
     

     

Chapter 5
     
    I raced back to the dorm for two reasons. One was to hide in my room and process the conversation with Connor. The other was to pee. I tossed my bag on the floor just inside my dorm room and yelled, “Gotta pee!” to Ava, who sat stunned on her bed. I busted into the bathroom, already unbuttoning my pants.
    Unfortunately, I didn’t see the wrench or the maintenance guy on the bathroom floor and tripped over both of them.
    “Are you okay?” I heard from my spot face down under the sink. Yuck.
    “I’m fine,” I said, sitting up. The maintenance guy looked about my