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When I saw him push Scott, I wished Lisann would end up in the pool. Then she did and I got a sick satisfaction from it. But I didn’t know that was why Khaos went after Scott. If I’m being honest, I secretly hoped that was why. He did defend me to my mom, something nobody’s ever done.
“I lied to Guy,” I admit, my mouth a freaking desert. “I didn’t want to have sex…that night…after you and I…so I lied to him and said I was on my period.”
“Wait.” Khaos freezes. “You didn’t have sex with Guy that night?”
“No.”
“Oh, fuck.” He huffs out a laugh. “Now, that’s funny.”
“What is?”
“That motherfucker’s cheating on you.”
Five words and my world is spinning out of control. How could he possibly think that’s funny?
“What?” I pop my ass out, causing Khaos to groan.
“What the fuck, Silver?” He’s cupping his crotch when I spin around.
“I told you not to touch me.”
“So you get to break my fucking dick?”
“If that’s what it takes for you to take a fucking hint,” I nearly scream. God, why did I let him so close to me? He almost… And I wanted him to…
Ugh!
“Just… What do you mean Guy’s cheating on me?”
Khaos stands to his full height. “I mean exactly what I fucking said. He’s cheating on you.”
No. This is… This can’t be happening.
“How—How do you know?”
“He was literally fucking someone in your room.”
My room?
With a shake of my head, I push him, and the possibility, away. That can’t be true. It can’t. Guy knows what he means to me. He would never break my trust like that, especially not in my bedroom. He wouldn’t.
He couldn’t.
Khaos is lying. Or mistaken. He has to be.
Who even is he? He shows up causing complete freaking chaos from day one, doing everything in his power to break up me and Guy.
“When?”
“That night.”
“No.”
The whooshing in my ears is so loud I have to dig my nails into the back of my head just to quiet it a fraction.
“I heard it.”
“You heard…what? Guy having sex with someone else? In my room?” My voice gets louder the more details I regurgitate. It’s preposterous—Guy cheating on me. He’s constantly wanting to spend more time with me, not less. Wouldn’t he be pushing me away if there was someone else?
