Kellyâs campus noticeboard ad for a flatmate and theyâd moved into a cheap dump of a house and spent three years passing and failing, freezing through winter, drinking too much and laughing more than Liv thought possible. Kelly and Jason getting together that last year had changed the sleeping arrangements but not the dynamics. It was never Kelly-and-Jason. It was Kelly, the friend she found on the first day of infants school, and Jason, her surrogate brother.
âSo what are the police doing about it?â Jason took her empty mug and put it on the coffee table.
âI donât know. I didnât think to ask that. The cop thought it might be someone I know.â
âWhat? No,â Kelly said.
âHe asked if I knew anyone whoâd want to hurt me.â She remembered the look on Thomasâs face tonight andhis anger on other occasions theyâd fought. âHe asked if it could be Thomas.â
There was a second of silence as Kelly and Jason exchanged glances.
âDid it look like Thomas?â Kelly asked.
âI donât know. All I saw was a man in black. He was too close and it happened so fast.â
âHe was at the hospital, though,â Kelly said.
Liv had thought about that, too. âA couple of hours later. The car park is only fifteen minutes from the hospital.â
âOh, come on, Liv,â Jason said. âThomas is a fucking dickhead but he wouldnât pull on a balaclava and jump you in a car park.â
âYes, I know. Youâre right.â Thomas had cut her out of his life but he wouldnât beat her up. It was good to hear Jason say it, though.
âIt was just bad luck you were there,â he said.
She pulled a face, a cynical thatâd-be-right gesture.
âItâs going to be okay, Liv.â Kelly laid a comforting hand on her back.
âWhen do you think itâll be okay? It would be great to have a date for that.â
Kellyâs hand moved gently up and down. âI donât know but it will. You just have to hang in there.â
She was so damn sick of hanging in. âYeah, I know.â
Kelly found her a toothbrush and Jason waited in their front sitting room to help her slide awkwardly between the sheets with her sling.
âLet me know if you need anything,â he said from the hall doorway.
âThanks, Pops.â
âMr Weeks to you, young lady.â Sheâd never seen him in his classroom but when he used that voice, she could imagine it â To Sir, With Love meets Principal Skinner. He flicked the light off and stood silhouetted by the glow from the hallway.
âThanks for coming to get me tonight. Iâll have to start paying rent soon.â She hadnât ever slept on their sofa until the night Thomas left. Cameron had stayed on a mattress in their daughtersâ room and Kelly had curled up beside her while sheâd stared at the ceiling wondering what the hell had gone wrong. Thereâd been too many other nights since then â when sheâd drunk too much to drive, when Cameron was with his father and Liv couldnât stand being on her own.
âYou could just move in,â Jason said.
âThereâs an idea.â
âHmm.â With the light at his back, Liv couldnât see his face. She hoped he was smiling.
She listened as Kelly and Jason moved about at the other end of the house. They murmured to each other as they opened and closed doors and drawers, as the hall light went out, as their bedroom went from bright to subdued. A moment later, the house was enveloped in blackness.
Liv hadnât been frightened of the dark as a kid. Her dad had been big and strong enough that there was no need to be afraid when he turned off the lights. Heâd made sure she knew how to defend herself, so when she was all grown up, when sheâd inherited his height and build, sheâd never felt more than a little creeped out by