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“Fuck you!” Of course that was Joey.
“Joe,” I groaned, trying to rein in his reckless temper. “He’s their principal.”
“So? He’s not mine,” he shot back, well and truly on the edge now. “I’m here to pick up my sister since your piece-of-shit school can’t control its students and keep her safe.”
“And your sister is?”
“Shannon Lynch.”
The man visibly paled.
“Yeah, that’s right,” Joey sneered, focusing every ounce of his fury on the older man. “You know who I’m talking about. You made all sorts of promises to her, didn’t ya? About keeping your students safe? What a fucking joke you are!”
“I beg your pardon.” The older man looked genuinely affronted. “I have no idea what you’re talking—”
“Hi, Joe.”
Every head turned in the direction Shannon was coming from, soaked to the skin, and looking like she went ten rounds with Rocky.
“Oh, sweet mother of mercy,” I mumbled to myself, forcing back the urge to hurl when the smell of sour milk wafted toward me, wreaking havoc on my poor pregnancy-enhanced sense of smell.
Clearly, whoever had dunked her in sour milk had rubbed salt in the wound by scribbling something derogatory about blow jobs on her face. Even though she’d clearly tried to wash it off, it was still there for the world to see.
Sniffling, she looked to her giant of a boyfriend, and only then did the tears she’d clearly been holding back spill over. “Hi, Johnny.”
“What the actual fuck!” Johnny roared, first to react, as he closed the space between them and caught ahold of his girlfriend before she hit the ground. “What happened to your face, Shannon?”
“I want to go home.” I watched with my heart in my mouth as she fell against his big frame and clutched him tightly. “I just want to go.”
“It’s okay.” He inspected every inch of her like she was of the greatest importance to him, and I watched as the big lad was overcome with emotion. “Shh, baby, shh.” Seeing her hurt affected him. No, it was more than that. It crushed him. “Just calm down.”
“Who did this to you?” Joey demanded, jumping into action as he moved straight for his sister. “Shan, what the fuck happened?”
“Was it her?” Johnny asked, joining my boyfriend in the interrogation. “What am I saying? Of course it was her!”
“Who?” their principal asked. “Who did this to you, Shannon?”
“Bella fucking Wilkinson,” Gibsie chimed in, tone laced with disgust. “Who else?”
My brow furrowed as a wave of recognition washed over me. “Bella Wilkinson?”
“Oh yeah.” Gibsie nodded eagerly, his eyes widened to saucers as he said, “Cap’s crazy, obsessed, super-stalker ex bitch.”
“I want her out of this school,” Johnny ordered, tucking Shannon under his arm. “She can’t get away with this. You know what Shannon’s been going through. She’s supposed to be safe at school!”
“Shannon, are you saying that Miss Wilkinson did this to you?”
“Back the fuck up,” Joey warned when the older man moved toward his sister. “Don’t come near my sister. I’m warning you.”
“Fucking Bella Wilkinson,” Hughie grumbled, coming to stand beside Gibsie. “It’s always something with her.”
“Because she is Lucifer with tits,” Gibsie confirmed grimly. “The living, breathing devil in carnage.”
“It’s incarnate, Gibs, not in carnage.”
“Whatever, lad. I tried to warn you all, but oh no, nobody listens to the beautiful one.” His tone was laced with a heavy dollop of sarcastic outrage. “I’m just a pretty face to you assholes. Some eye candy for the ladies. Well, I know things, too, you know. It’s not all about books. I’m an excellent judge of character.”
Bella Wilkinson. Why the hell was that name so familiar?
