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My sombre thoughts turn me quiet again. Right when I was thinking things were looking up. Shaun notices and tugs me off the seat, calling for Simon to come with us as he leads me out the back door.
We make our way across the freshly mowed grass, past the large open shed and up the path that leads to the man cave shed we came back to after Halloween. Apparently, the staff quarters are upstairs, so after grabbing supplies from a cleaning closet, we follow Shaun upstairs to a large common area with a kitchenette and a long hall that has maybe six doors coming off each side.
Then we clean. I’m not really into cleaning, but then again, I’ve never cleaned with four super hot smouldering guys that take off their shirts and ripple their muscles all over the place. It’s super hard to concentrate, and in the end, I’m pretty sure they do most of the work. What can I say? I’m only human!
The buzz of my phone distracts me from Garrett’s rolling ridges, and I pull it quickly from my pocket, glaring at it for distracting me from the mouth-watering view of my guys. When I see the name flash across the screen, my face falls.
Fuck you Julie
I hesitate a moment, wondering if I should answer, but then I decide, what the hell, and hit the speaker icon so the guys can hear as well.
“What do you want?” I snap, and for a moment, the line is quiet. Did she hang up already?
“You fucking little whore! You think you can ruin everything I’ve worked so hard for and expect to get away with it?”
I feel the guys closing in as I place my phone on the old dusty brown table that sits off to the side of the common area near the kitchenette.
“I don’t know what you mean.” I throw innocence into my tone, and it just makes her angrier.
“You fucking little cunt!”
When Garrett opens his mouth to say something, I hold a finger up, shushing him, but shoot him an,I’m sorry, look as I let Julie continue.
“You know exactly what I mean! That fucking podcast! Oh, you told a version of your story, Patrice, but why didn’t you tell them the truth?”
My brows shoot up. “And what truth is that, exactly?”
“That you’re a dick-loving whore that fucking loved every minute that Brian touched you!” She scoffs. “Once a whore, always a whore. Isn’t that right? You’ve been spreading your legs ever since you left our care, fucking anyone willing, probably using those special skills you learnt from Brian to make them cave!”
My eyes dart up to Simon’s then, and when he notices, he frowns.
Shit. I did that, didn’t I? To Simon. In the darkroom at school.
I shoot my eyes back to the phone, feeling Julie’s words oozing into my soul, reminding me of the depraved monster that lives inside me.
“Don’t speak like you know a thing about me, Julie. You know nothing!” My voice quivers a little as I speak, which just pisses me off more. I don’t want Julie to hear how her words affect me. I want her to think she means nothing.
“I know a fucking lot about you, Patty. I know all about those teachers at Redfield High. You know the ones you were fucking? You coaxed them in, didn’t you? Just like you coax everyone in. They couldn’t deny you because you didn’t give them the chance to think twice. You lured them and trapped them, and their only way out was to flee. Patrice George, the teacher fucker.” She laughs, pure evil in the tone. “How about that other teacher? What’s his name? Mr-.”
I quickly end the call before she can say, Foster. Tyler’s surname. I should never have answered. I should never have provoked her. If she knows about the other two teachers, which is practically impossible, then she sure as shit knows about Ty. There haven’t been any other teachers. Just those three, so the name she was about to reveal could have only belonged to one person.
“Ignore her bullshit, Kitten.” Shaun wraps an arm around me from behind, tugging me against his chest as his spicy scent wraps around me.
I want to ignore her words, but they aren’t bullshit, and Shaun is the only other person in this room that knows that. I never used to feel shame about my conquests, but I have been of late. The wires in my brain have changed somewhere between Shaun discovering that Skipper was Ty, and now. Before, everything was about sex. Now, Kitty has taken a backseat to my heart. When the hell did that happen exactly?
“Were there teachers?” Marcus asks, and I can’t look at him. My eyes dip, and my shoulders slump, and I suddenly feel like the walls are closing in on me.
“What the fuck does that matter?” Shaun snaps over my shoulder at his mate, trying to protect me. But he shouldn’t snap at his mate. Marcus and the others deserve to know the truth about my past. They should know who they are getting into bed with.
“It’s ok.” I grip Shaun’s hand that is pressed tight to my belly, and I drag my shame-filled gaze up to meet Marcus’ dark stare.
“Yes. There were teachers.”
And there it is. The disappointment. Again. I saw it on his face by the fire at Lexi’s after he found out about Shaun and Simon. And here it is again as he finds out another truth that’s hard to swallow.
He doesn’t speak. He just stares at me, lost for words.
“Did they like… force you?” Simon asks this time, and I suck in a deep breath, dragging my eyes from Marcus to meet the hazel eyes of my adorable clown.
