"Nothing."
"Bullshit!”
“I swear, there's nothing else?—”
"Then why is she texting you aboutthat nightlike there's more?" I step closer, close enough to see the fear in his eyes. "Why does she think itmeantsomething?"
His hesitation tells me everything.
"Devon."
"I don't know." His voice cracks. "She's been saying things about that night—things I don't remember?—"
Thisfuckingman! I clench my fists so hard my knuckles stretch.
"Whatthings?"
He won't look at me. "She said we did more than kiss. She said we—” He stops, shaking his head. "Butthatdidn’t happen. I passed out. Then I woke up feeling sick and confused?—"
“Confused?”
I’m going to murder him. Then her.
“Are you telling me you don't even know what happened?"
"No! Iknownothing else happened?—”
"You didn't tell me about thekiss, Devon! How am I supposed to believe there's nothing else?"
He has no answer, because what can he fucking say?
I step backward, putting distance between us, because if I stay close, I will either hit him or collapse, and Irefuseto do either.
"I can't do this."
"Jade, wait?—"
"No." I hold up my hand, and he freezes. “You kissed the one woman Ihate. The woman who tried her best to make my life hell whenever you weren’t looking, Devon.”
Devon stares at me. “What?” His voice is ragged, like he’s parched and dying of thirst. “Jade, you never?—”
“Told you?” My eyes feel like they’re going to burst through my sockets. “Well, I’m telling you now. You fucking kissed the woman who laughed at my sunburned skin, who made constant jokes and remarks about my weight.”
I can’t stop crying, and Devon is now too. Tears stream from his eyes, and I delight in it. I want to lick them from his face and taste his pain.
“The one woman who wanted the boy I was in love with. And you know what, Devon?” I take a deep breath. “That boy didn’t ever look at her fucking twice. He’d be so disgusted right now. Just like I am.”
“Jade, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know she did those things.”His voice is hollow, like my heart.
“So?” I bark out a laugh. “You wouldn’t havekissed herif you knew? You’re so fucking pathetic, Devon. I don’t even know you right now.”
“I swear, I didn’t?—”
“Didn’t what?” Spit flies from my mouth, and I don’t care. I probably look deranged, feral even. “Didn’t fuck my bully?”
A sob catches in his throat.
“I would never fuckanyoneelse, Jade, I swear! Come on, youknowme!”
