Push and Shove: The Ghost Bird Series: #6 (The Academy) (60 page)

Victor shrugged. “Hoping this doesn’t escalate in a bad way.”

“It’ll be over soon,” Nathan said. They had to face off with the new manager for Erica’s sake. If it went bad, they’d have to submit a few favors to the Academy for help.

They needed to save the favors they could right now. They were running low.

As if reading their minds that they wanted to get this over with, a large woman appeared from the elevator with dark eyes and a scowl. She ignored Nathan and Victor and marched to the nurse’s station. Tweed skirt, muted toned blouse and pinned up hair. She looked like management.

The woman walked behind the desk and her critical eyes shot a look at the nurse. “Where’s Lee?”

“Erica’s at home,” the nurse said in a monotone.

“And what are you doing here?”

“I’m on the schedule.”

“What? That’s impossible.”

The nurse shrugged, although she didn’t seem displeased. “Sorry. I just do what I’m told.”

Nathan smiled and he caught Victor doing the same. So far, so good.

The manager bent over a computer, typed in some things, and used the mouse to navigate. Her mouth went small as she sucked in her cheeks, deepening her scowl.

Then she blinked and stood up sharply.

Victor leaned over to whisper. “Must suck to have your schedule completely redone by someone in upper management.”

“Now,” Nathan said, with an almost smirk on his face, because he always liked predicting behaviors. He understood why Mr. Blackbourne taught them so much about it. The social engineering usually always paid off. “Here’s the question: Does she confront upper management? Because she’s new, she doesn’t want to cross her bosses. Or does she dare try to change it all back and risk defying them that way?”

“But,” Victor returned to his keyboard, hitting enter, “wait, there’s an email from another section of the hospital.”

A moment later, the manager reacted oddly and clicked at the computer. The email must have just come in.

“What’s this?” Victor asked and chuckled. “Oh wow, a new job opening up in upper management with a cooler sounding title. And it’s perfect for her. No human interaction. Accounts and files only, and a ten percent wage increase from a floor manager. Too good to be true.”

The manager’s face altered, snide. She was considering.

“And the job’s been open for two months,” Nathan said. “Which means no one has applied, which means she could get it easily.”

“Well,” Victor said, “technically the job didn’t exist an hour ago. So really no one has filled the position for years and years and years.”

“And that file room is a mess,” Nathan said.

“Files are messy,” Victor replied. “Someone has got to look out for those poor little files.”

They watched the manager for a while as it seemed she was lost in thought. That’s why they were there. They were going to make sure she filled in her application. If she didn’t, they’d have to make some sort of scene to push her over the edge, which was always risky.

They also had to make sure she didn’t verbally attack any other nurses due to the schedule change. Erica and the others had been through enough.

It didn’t take long, though. Nathan knew this part too well. Offer someone more money for a position that was prestigious and suited their nature, and they’ll take it, whatever and wherever it was. His father was the same, always took a higher paycheck. It was human nature to be greedy. Higher pay and an easier job with little to no supervision was always a winner.

He couldn’t wait to hear his own father would be onboard a flight to Singapore soon. He might finally rest easier.

Sang was moving in with him. That was something he’d been waiting for. It wasn’t like he planned, but at least they didn’t have to worry about an income for now. His father always took care of the house and left him a checkbook so he could draw out cash when he needed and to pay the bills.

The manager left the nurse’s station to head to a more private office. Victor was able to monitor her logging into her accounts, watching virtually as she was tweaking her resume.

“Guess our job is done,” Victor said.

“So we can leave?”

Victor checked the time on the laptop. “Let’s give it an hour. Hopefully it’ll be a quiet day on this floor, and she can stay in her office conspiring about this new job.”

“When is she going to get a call back?”

“Probably by five today,” Victor said. “She’ll be in a great mood after that. Her resume and this position are going near the top of the HR pile. Good thing HR does what they’re told and fills positions that are on their lists without question. They get so many, they aren’t going to notice.”

“Won’t they do something about the manager position she’s leaving open?”

Victor shrugged. “Hopefully they’ll pick someone with a little more experience and nothing more to prove to anyone.”

“Can’t you give Erica a pay raise while you’re at it?”

“We just gave her one a month ago.”

Nathan grunted but accepted the answer. Can’t do too much. It becomes noticeable. Erica had been a mom to him since he was small, so he wanted to make sure her life was easier any chance he got.

Victor shoved the laptop onto the coffee table in front of them and sat back, closing his eyes. “We’re going to skip school again, right? We’re not going back for afternoon classes?”

“This flu is pretty bad,” Nathan said.

“Why don’t we just take her out?” Victor asked. He turned his intense eyes to Nathan. “I can’t focus when she’s there.”

“I can’t focus when she’s not,” Nathan said. “If she’s not nearby where I can see her, I’m paranoid she’s in trouble.”

“Maybe we can send her to one of the better prep schools. She’d be safer there. At least until we’re done with Ashley Waters.”

“We can’t. They’ll want an ID. Her dad would find out. I don’t want her in another school. I’m not leaving her,” Nathan said. That certainly wasn’t going to happen. He’d left her alone enough and look what happened.

“You’re not
leaving
her,” Victor said, his voice deepening. “See, this is our problem.”

“It’s not a problem.”

“We know it’s a bad school and we’re letting her stay because we don’t know what her dad will do if we pull her out. But what’s the greater risk here? Is what her dad could do as bad as what she’s going through at school?”

Could either of them know the answer to that? They’d made a few unsuccessful attempts to reach Mr. Sorenson and then get distracted by work to give it a good effort. And their research into Sang’s past through him hadn’t worked out. Mr. Hendricks was the only one that got through to Mr. Sorenson, and they suspected it was because the school’s name showed up on his cell phone and he knew better than to leave it unanswered. The most likely scenario, that one of the girls had been absent and needed confirmation from a parent he’d been all too willing to respond to. Their next attempt to call him will probably have a school name on the ID so he might actually pick up.

Mr. Sorenson never called or tried to contact anyone to see what was wrong with Sang. He did what he had to and disappeared again. Their next step was to go his new home, scout him. They needed to spare a few of the guys though, and lately, they haven’t had a moment to themselves. Weekends had been just as busy as the week days.

The boys were quiet for a long time. The silence of the hospital floor settled in and Nathan was tempted to take a short nap.

Victor stared at the laptop screen even though it had changed to the screen saver, flashing bright colors. “Can I ask you something?”

“Spill it,” Nathan said.

“How much do you like Sang?”

Nathan grunted. That was a stupid question. Maybe it was obvious to Victor and he wanted to know. Not like he was doing a good job hiding it lately. Seemed like everyone knew, including Rocky. “A lot.”

“Really?”

Nathan shrugged, turning his head slightly to look at Victor. “Why do you want to know?”

Victor continued to stare at the laptop, but his cheeks were turning red.

“Victor?” Nathan asked. He nudged his elbow into him. “What?”

“I mean, do you love her?”

Nathan inhaled sharply. He wasn’t expecting such a blunt question. He wanted to be honest with him, because he knew the answer, but didn’t want to tell anyone else before he told her. “If you... if you’re asking for a shot, man...”

“Because I do,” Victor said.

Nathan’s lips parted. Heat wound its way into his chest, tightening the muscles. Was he hearing this right? No. It was impossible. “You can’t be in love,” he said.

Victor snapped his head around, his eyes flashing. “I’m not lying.”

“You’re sixteen,” Nathan said. “You barely know her.”

“I know enough.”

“But,” he said, and he didn’t know how to explain it. He couldn’t believe he was treating something like love so carelessly. Sang was the last girl he would want to hurt with something like this. Mr. Blackbourne had been right before about not jumping the gun about dating her or getting too close without her easing into it. She was too vulnerable. She had too many close, bad calls around her and she was scared. If she found this out, she’d probably freak out. “You don’t know shit.”

Victor sat up sharply and started to say something loud but then stopped, glancing at the nurse at the station. He changed his tone to a whisper. “I know what I feel,” he said.

“We’re teenagers,” Nathan said. He was snapping answers that seemed logical. He wanted to squash whatever Victor was feeling quickly, because he didn’t want to get into a fight with Victor once he learned the truth. Maybe if he could convince Victor that he didn’t really love her, maybe wait a few months, Nathan could be honest with him about how he felt. “We’re supposed to be ... I don’t know. How can you say you’re in love with her? Are you telling her this stuff?”

“We haven’t told her yet,” Victor said.

Nathan blinked at him, at first not connecting the dots because Victor said it so matter of fact. “Who’s
we
? What do you mean
‘we’
?”

Victor pursed his lips. “North loves her, too.”

Nathan’s mouth fell open. “She told me you all were trying to kiss her,” Nathan said. “I didn’t believe her because I thought she was high. I thought she was just saying whatever. Are you telling me that’s true?”

“I would,” Victor said. “I only did a little. Not on the mouth. I haven’t had time with her yet.”

“Those marks,” Nathan said. “The ones on her neck. She said North did it.”

“I saw them,” Victor said. “And North told me he did.”

Nathan clenched his fists. He held back the desire to punch something. The heat in his chest increased and tightened. “I’m going to kill him. Did he hurt her? Because I swear...”

Victor sliced his hand through the air. “He said she liked it. Gabriel said it, too.”

“What do you mean, Gabriel?”

“She bit Gabriel on the neck, and he liked it.”

“They can’t mean that. Did you see her neck? She looked like she was beaten up.”

Victor shook his head. “This isn’t like ...” He paused, his face softening. “Nathan, she isn’t your mother. They aren’t hurting her.”

Nathan held back another grunt. He’d seen far too many bruises. He’d felt the bite himself. He still had a mark of his own. She’d bitten really hard, and he felt no pleasure in it.

And then she’d cried trying to tell him it didn’t hurt.

“I don’t know what to think,” Nathan said. “Not with her. Not when she comes back with bruises all over and then you’re telling me this shit. You’re playing with her. All of you.”

“We’re not playing,” Victor said. “North and I haven’t told her yet.”

“You can’t both be in love with her and be okay with it. Life doesn’t work like that.”

“Tell me, then,” Victor said. He glared at Nathan. “Tell me flat out if you’re in love with her.”

Nathan tried to hold his own, staring back. “She doesn’t love me,” he said. He was sure of that. If she did, she would have said so. He realized now why. She was getting confused by all the others trying to kiss her. He’d been holding back because of the rule. He was getting left behind. No wonder Sang said all the things she did when she was high.

“That’s not what I asked,” Victor said. “I want to know if you love her. Because I think you do.”

Nathan blocked off the light and the sight of Victor by holding his palms up against his eyes. He didn’t know what to say. He cared about her.

He loved her. He’d been holding back a lot. He knew why. It was how he felt about the guys at times. He did whatever they wanted, bent over backwards to make them all happy, because he was scared to death they’d leave him. He knew she felt that way, too. He understood how it felt to get left behind by parents, even if one of them was a really shitty dad. He’d worried about his mother, but the Academy assured him she was safe and better now, even if she never asked about him.

Conflicting feelings collided inside of him. He cared about Victor. He’d helped Victor fight off Mr. Morgan before when they were younger. He’d been like a brother. Nathan would do whatever it took to protect him.

Nathan wasn’t going admit it to anyone but her, though. It was wrong to tell anyone else but her first. He wasn’t sure if this was really love because you weren’t supposed to be in love at sixteen. Maybe a crush. Something that lasts for a summer or a school year and then it was over.

He wanted it to be real and was holding out to make sure before he ever mentioned how he felt to her.

He was sure the other guys didn’t love her. Not like this. They couldn’t possibly feel the way he did about her. He could understand it, though. She was so beautiful and sweet. None of them could possibly imagine what loving a girl like Sang would lead to. When Danielle had caught them in bed together, he had really hoped the rumor got spread and he could finally call her his own at school. It felt like the right thing. Her pretending to be with Silas set them apart.

He really hated that Kota found her first. Nathan was sure that was his first mistake. He ran into Sang in the woods, had gotten all worked up about her, and when he discovered Kota had discovered her first, he backed up. He was willing to deny how he felt for Kota’s sake. He thought he’d been crushing on her and he’d get over it if Kota ever claimed her. He didn’t want to get in the way if Sang fell for Kota instead.