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Then I turned on my heel and started walking toward the parking lot, toward my car, toward another joint.
God, Grace was hard to deal with—
Something walloped me on the back of my head and pain exploded in my jaw.
I stumbled and turned, seeing Sam there, looking at me with hatred burning in his eyes.
“You piece of shit!” he hissed. “How fucking dare you try to rape my girlfriend and then say all that shit to her—”
I took a swing at him, grazing his shoulder. “I did not try torapeher,” I said.
Though, my mind latched onto that word. Was that what happened? She could get away at any time, she could have told me no in the slightest way—
“Sure looked like it!” Sam cried, taking another swing at me.
His fist collided with my forearm.
It hurt. It hurt a lot.
“She’snotyour girlfriend!” I hissed. “And you’re a fucking fool to think that she’d ever be loyal to someone like you.”
Again, I didn’t know why I was saying these things. All I knew was that I wanted Sam to hurt.
I wanted him to hurt a fraction of how much I did. And for some reason, my mind was feeding me these words and making me spit them like venom.
I wanted it to burn him. I wanted it to land in his eyes.
“You’re a nobody,” I hissed. “I know your type. Can’t keep a woman. Pretend to act like a playboy. No one can stand you for long. It’s sad.”
Sam’s eyes stretched wide with rage as he flew at me, raining blows on me.
I fought back and punched him across the face.
Grace and Blond Guy yelled in the background, but I could barely hear them. It was only white noise.
With every taunt that escaped my mouth, I felt a little bit better.
With every blow Sam landed on my body, I felt even better.
The words kept coming out of my mouth, almost as if it wasn’t me saying them. But a part of meknewit’s what I had to say. I just couldn’t help myself. “You’re too much. All your friends are fake. No one wants to be around you, they tolerate you as long as they need to and then leave. You’re a failure.”
“Fuck you!” Sam cried, throwing a punch at me.
I caught his fist and smiled, tasting my salty blood in my mouth. I knew the blood all up in my teeth probably looked metal as fuck, and I reveled in that.
I socked him square in the face and he flew backward.
“Sam!” Grace cried, running toward us.
I looked at her, feeling on top of the world over my defeated opponent.
It didn’t matter if she was fucking Sam or that dickhead blond guy now. She saw that I was the dominant one.
She saw that I was the alpha.
And that caused some caveman-like feeling in me to be very, very happy.
“How could you?! You’re a monster!” Grace cried, kneeling next to Sam.
