Empire High Elite (Empire High #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,37
take me a few minutes to make sure,” Miller said, cutting me off. “Just stand there for a second.” He lifted a couch cushion and inspected the zipper.
“Welcome to your new life,” Felix whispered.
I laughed. My life for the next few hours maybe. Because this? The weird precautions. The security detail. The clothes. None of it was me. “Is this normal?” I asked. “Do you have a security guard that goes into people’s houses and acts like this?”
“No, I have a driver. And a chef. And a maid. No security. But even if I did…this would be a bit extreme.”
Miller picked up a lamp and looked under it.
“Scratch that,” Felix said. “This is very extreme.”
It really was. “Do they have this many precautions with Isabella too?” I asked Miller.
He looked up from the magazines he was overturning on the coffee table. “I don’t know. I’m not on her security detail.”
“Does Mr. Pruitt have you do this with every room he walks in?”
“No.”
What? “So why are you doing it now?”
“Because he asked me to.”
“What does he think is going to happen to me?” I laughed.
Miller didn’t respond. He just kept examining pieces of furniture.
This was ridiculous. “You can stop securing the premises or whatever you’re doing,” I said. “No one’s trying to hurt me. Felix’s apartment is safe. I’ve been here before. What are you even looking for?”
“Mr. Pruitt gave me strict instructions about this,” he said, ignoring my question. “Just give me a few more minutes.”
“Why? Am I in danger or something?” I said it as a joke, but as soon as the words left my mouth, they freaked me out. “Wait, am I in danger?”
He paused for way too long. “No, of course not.”
That was not convincing at all. “So if I’m not in danger, why are you doing all this?”
“Because he asked me to.”
Well this conversation had gone in a perfect circle. I sighed and sat down on the arm of the couch. Mr. Pruitt had said something about wanting to keep me safe. That was why he didn’t want me staying with Kennedy. But what could possibly happen to me there? Or here? It didn’t make any sense. I was surrounded by good people. The only person I could even think of that wanted to hurt me was Isabella.
“Okay, you’re good to go,” Miller said. He walked over to the entrance to the room, folded his arms, and stared at me.
“You said this wouldn’t be awkward.”
He ignored me.
“It’s fine,” Felix said and sat down on the couch. “Just ignore him.”
I didn’t know how to ignore him. And I wasn’t even sure that I wanted to. Miller was the only person at the Pruitts that was nice to me. I didn’t want…whatever this was. I wasn’t cut out for a security guard following me around. It was too uncomfortable.
“This is weird,” I whispered to Felix. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. I’m just glad you’re here. How bad was last night?”
I moved to sit next to him and let myself sink into the soft couch cushions. God, I was so tired. I was pretty sure I hadn’t slept at all. “Awful. I told Mr. Pruitt about the lunch incident and he threw Isabella and her mom out of the house.”
“Whoa. I didn’t expect that to be the end of that story.”
“Me either. I don’t get it. Why did he take my side? He was supposed to throw me out of the house for slandering his daughter. Not this.”
“That was your plan?” He smiled. “Well I could have told you that would backfire. He sought you out, newb. He clearly wants to get to know you.”
“But why? He didn’t want me. Why now? It doesn’t make any sense. Why can’t he just leave me alone?”
“Is it really so bad that he cares? You lost your whole family. Why are you fighting off someone trying to take care of you?”
Why am I fighting off Mr. Pruitt’s affection? I knew he was trying. In his own way. I looked down at my hands. My fingers were clasped so firmly together that my knuckles were turning white. I pulled my hands apart. “He left my mom to take care of me all on her own.” It didn’t matter if he thought she got an abortion. He still left her. I know what it felt like to be left. My mom left me. My uncle left me.
“Maybe he’s sorry.”
“Whose side are you on here?”
He laughed. “Yours. Always yours. And I’ll help you get away if that’s