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What I find before me makes me see red as I take off in her direction.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Remi
Bexley’s arms cage me in against the wall as I glare up at him. “I said back the fuck up.”
“Remi, come on. Why are you being like this?” he drawls. “We used to be friends, didn’t we? Until Jagger—”
“You think this has anything to do with Ace?” Disbelief coats my words. “Things went wrong between us long before he ever showed up.”
“We could be so good together.” He leans in closer, his bitter breath wafting over me.
Bexley is on something. That much was obvious when he grabbed me while I was standing right beside Ace. Everyone had been too busy watching Vager about to announce Homecoming king and queen to notice me march him out of there to give him a piece of my mind.
I thought he was just drunk, but his pupils are blown, and he’s acting jittery, his wild gaze darting around my face and then off at nothing.
“What happened to you, Bexley?” I ask. This isn’t the boy I’d once shared my secrets with.
“It should have been you and me.” He repeats the words again, as if it changes anything.
“I should go before Ace realizes I’m gone.” Pushing one of his arms away, I duck around him but Bexley snags my wrist, yanking me back. My ankle rolls in the stupid boots I let Mom talk me into wearing, and I lose my footing. The world tilts and I’m falling. Pain explodes in my head as it smashes into the brick wall.
“Remi!” someone yells. “Get the fuck off her!”
“A-Ace?” I cry, bringing a hand to my head only to be met with sticky blood.
“Fuck, man, I wasn’t… she fell. I didn’t mean… Remi?” Hands grab at me but Ace growls, “I said, get the fuck off her.”
I can suddenly breathe again as Bexley is ripped off me.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Ace’s tone is cold, deadly. I try to sit up, to see what’s happened, but everything is spinning.
“Remi? Oh, my God,” a familiar voice cries, and then Hadley’s blurry face appears.
“Hads?”
“It’s okay, you’re okay.” She pulls me up and wraps an arm around me. My vision slowly returns, and I can see now, see as Ace and Bexley circle each other.
“You’re going to pay for that,” Bexley spits.
“I’m going to pay?” Ace chuckles darkly. “I’m going to fucking end you for ever laying a hand on Remi.”
“Hadley, stop him, please.” A garbled cry spills from my lips as Ace lunges for Bexley, the two of them crashing to the ground with a thud.
“She was mine,” my ex-childhood friends roars. “And you fucking stole her.”
The two of them are a blur of fists and limbs as they roll and jostle each other for dominance. Bexley might be a well-conditioned athlete, but Ace fights like he always has.
To survive.
He rains hellfire down on Bexley, his fist slamming into his face, his nose, and ribs. Bexley grunts and groans, blood trickling from his eye and a deep split in his lip.
Ace relents, letting Bexley clamber to his feet. He glances back at me, his expression so dark I shudder. “Is she okay?”
“She’s bleeding, and I think she might have a concussion,” Hadley says, hugging me tighter.
“I feel...” My head rolls as I try to stay lucid.
