Chapter 2
“DON’T ANSWER
THE PHONE!”
“I just don’t understand!” Grace whispered, trembling. “How did Rory know I’d be here?”
Reva rolled her eyes. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure this one out. “You must have slipped up and told him.”
Grace shook her head. “I didn’t!” she protested hoarsely.
“Well, then, you told one of the other girls in the dorm,” Reva said impatiently. “And she let him know.”
“No, I didn’t say a word to any . . .” Grace suddenly took her hand off the mouthpiece of the phone. “Please, Rory!” she pleaded. “Just leave me alone. No. No, I don’t want to see you. No! Please. Don’t come here. I mean it, Rory. Don’t come here. I’ll call the police. I really will!”
As Grace continued to plead with Rory, Reva crossed the room and sat in the floral-patterned armchair by the window. Gazing out at the snow-covered grounds, she tuned out Grace’s conversation and thought back to that day in the dorm when she had first heard about Rory Givens. . . .
She’d been curled up on her uncomfortable bed, trying to study for a French exam, when Grace suddenly burst into the room. Grace slammed the door and leaned against it, gasping for breath.
“Going out for the track team?” Reva asked, glancing up at Grace’s flushed face.
“I think . . . I saw . . .” Grace swallowed, still gasping. Then she turned and began fumbling at the lock on the door.
“The lock is broken,” Reva reminded her. “And what is the matter with you? What did you see?”
“Not what—who,” Grace replied shakily.
“Okay. Who.” Reva pushed her French notes aside. “Tell me,” she demanded.
Grace took a deep breath. “I saw Rory. He was standing outside the library when I came out. At least, I think it was him. I can’t be totally sure, but I wouldn’t be surprised. This is exactly the kind of thing he would do!”
“Whoa!” Reva held up her hand. “Start at the beginning, would you? Who’s Rory?”
“That’s right—I haven’t told you.” Pushing herself away from the door, Grace crossed the room and sat at the foot of Reva’s bed. “Rory Givens is my boyfriend.” She shook her head. “Make that was my boyfriend.”
“What happened?” Reva asked.
“He’s crazy, that’s what happened!” Grace replied with a shudder. “Crazy and jealous and totally possessive! I mean, if I even looked at another guy, Rory would go ballistic.” She drew her legs up and wrapped her arms around her knees. “So I broke up with him.”
Reva snorted. “Well, I hope so!”
“It was awful,” Grace continued with a shudder. “Rory said he’d never let me go, and he was so furious! I thought I’d never seen him so angry. But then, a couple of weeks later, I ran into his brother Terry. Terry is totally different—quiet and kind of shy. Anyway, he gave me a ride home from the mall. After he drove off, I went up onto the porch. And Rory was waiting.”
“Uh oh.”
Grace nodded again. “That’s when I realized how crazy Rory really was. He looked as if he wanted to kill me, Reva! He said I had ruined his life and he’d pay me back if it was the last thing he ever did. And then, and then—he beat me up!”
Reva gasped.
“He threw me down on the ground and pounded me with his fists. My checks were cut. I was all bruised. “Even now I get nightmares about it.”
Reva gritted her teeth. “If some guy did that to me, I’d have him in jail so fast he wouldn’t have time to blink.”
“Well, my parents did have Rory arrested,” Grace went on. “But he didn’t spend any time in jail or anything. And he kept calling me. Sending me threatening notes. Sneaking up on me in school and following me home. I couldn’t wait for the summer to end so I could go to college. I thought once I got to Smith, everything would be over.”
“Obviously everything is not over, not if you saw this creep outside the library!”
“Well, I’m not sure it was Rory,” Grace said. “But even if it wasn’t, it’s just a matter of time. He’s called me here at Smith, too. And I got another threatening note from him last week. He said he hasn’t finished paying me back yet . . .!”
Now, Reva gazed across the guest room at Grace, who was still on the phone, trying to convince Rory to leave her alone.
Fat chance, Reva thought. Grace sounded weak and whiny. Not exactly the kind of attitude to scare somebody like Rory Givens off.