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“I’m not Dyslexic, douche,” Zander says rather coldly. “It’s Dysgraphia, and I’m working on it, so fuck off with your condescending shit, or I’ll take something you can’t have.”
The quietness that follows is eerie before Domino mutters, “Take something I can’t have? I can have whatever the fuck I want.”
“Oh, really?” The way Zander’s voice switches up by going down to a baritone voice leads me to wonder if he manipulates his voice on purpose. “What if I say ‘fuck the bet’ and steal your sweet cunning Iva from your grasp before you have a fighting chance?”
Bet? What bet?
Now, I’m curious as fuck. Adding the rise in tension in the car makes me impatient to know what the fuck is going to happen. My eyes don’t need to be open to feel it grow, crackle, and beg to wreak havoc in this closed space.
“Do you two have to do this now?” Ares offers, sounding rather exhausted by the two’s standoff. “You’re gonna wake Verena.”
“Stop calling her that,” Domino grumbles. “That’s not even her name.”
“It’s her name registered with L.R.U,” Ares counters. “So better stop calling her Iva.”
“Are you two too drunk on pussy juice to think fucking straight?” he snaps at them.
“Sweet Dynamite’s sleeping.”
“The world can end, and she won’t fucking wake up,” Domino shouts. “Fucking slept through multiple fire alarms whenever I pulled that shit as kids, hoping to ruin her fucking sleep. Nothing.”
Ares whistles while Zander gasps in horror.
“No wonder why she hates your ass,” Zander comments while he feigns shock. “So you were those little terrors who couldn’t admit they had a crush on a girl, huh?”
I swear the car jerks to a stop, and I feel Zander’s hand press against my chest as if to stop me from jerking forward despite my obvious seatbelt.
There’s a moment of silence, and I can only imagine the three of them looking my way to see if I’d wake up.
“You’re fucking crazy,” Zander whispers.
“Takes one to know one,” Domino growls right back.
“Fucking hell, can we just get to school in one fucking piece?” Ares grumbles. “And without waking Verena?”
“She shouldn’t even be sleeping,” Domino argues.
“She sucked you into oblivion at the breakfast table,” Ares counters. “Give her a fifteen-minute power nap, for fuck’s sake.”
“Drunk on pussy bastard,” Domino mutters under his breath, as if his royal comrades can’t hear him.
“So, let me guess. You were madly in love with this girl, and she flat-out rejected you,” Zander summarizes while his hand moves from my chest, only for his arm to snake along my shoulders. He pulls me right against him, my head being guided to rest on his shoulder. It’s hard to act like a deadweight while timing my inhales and exhales, but I’ve been a pro at this long enough.
Nothing is going to stop me from getting the tea.
“Why are you digging into shit that is irrelevant?” Domino scowls. “Look out the window instead of prying into my life.”
“That already sounds boring,” Zander admits. “Pissing you off is far more entertaining while we’re stuck in traffic, which, by the way, you could have just taken the Leighton Freeway that just opened up.”
“What?” Ares and Domino question him.
“Oh. You two weren’t invited exclusive access as heirs to drive on it?” The taunt in his voice is everything. “I guess you can use it, seeing as I haven’t bought a ride yet. So many choices, but nothing that stands out in my mind.”
“Why do I feel like the Benedicts are far richer than you guys project?” Ares quietly mutters. “There’s the entrance to the freeway, Dom.”
“We’re not taking it,” he grumbles, to which Ares sighs.
“Suck up your fucking pride and enter before we miss it!” Ares orders. “If I’m late for my first class, I’ll make sure you’re benched for at least two fucking games.”
