AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"Yeah."
"Not a word about this to Sasha. I can't get her hopes up again.”
I nod sadly. He's right; we need to start trying to protect the girls in any way we can. Neither of them deserves any of this bullshit.
"Whatever you need, man," I say, slapping him on the shoulder as he stands, and together we head for his car.
Everyone's cars are already in the driveway when we pull up, all of them having finished classes earlier than us today, and as we make our way through to the kitchen, the sound of their voices from the den carries down to us.
"I guess we'll be expected to join the party," I mutter quietly as we each grab a drink.
"Just play your part, bide your time. It's all we can do."
"And just how many people am I going to be expected to kill in that time?" I ask, bringing up a question I really don't want the answer to.
I've shoved the events of that night so far down in a little padlocked box inside that it's almost like it never happened.
Apart from I know it did. The memories are all too real.
I'd wanted to tell Mia when I went to her place. I’d wanted to confess. But then I looked into her soft eyes, saw the excitement within them about my being there, and I couldn't do it.
I hate that she already thinks I'm one of them, despite knowing I don't want to be. If I told her that, would she even have let me stay?
I'm a monster for doing what I did.
I'm no different than him.
"Those orders come from above, Bex. Whether Cade is here or not. There are some things that, no matter what we manage to achieve, will always stay the same."
Whether Cade is here or not.
"Are you trying to get rid of him?" I hiss.
"Don't," he warns a second before Ashton strolls into the kitchen behind us.
"Ladies, how's it hanging?" he drawls. "Got some banging fucking pussy in the den. Come check it out."
My mouth goes dry at his suggestion as images I don't need from previous experiences with girls in the den play on my mind.
"We'll be right there. Just grabbing some food."
"Good plan, man. You're gonna need it. They're fucking wild."
Ashton grabs his junk through his sweats and backs out of the room.
"He's a douchebag," I mutter under my breath, making Channing bark out a laugh.
"Putting it mildly. He's a motherfucking leech. Shouldn't even be here. Here, eat up. Like he said, you're probably going to need it."
"You're right. I have my suspicions that I’m not going to want to stay down long."
The music and voices get louder as we move toward the den. Channing slips inside as if it's just another day in hell for him, while I come to a stop in the doorway, my eyes briefly running over everything that's happening before me, searching her out.
I want to say that I relax when I find her, but that would be a lie because she's tucked into Cade's side. Her hand is high up on his thigh, while he has her skirt bunched up and her ass in his palm.
My stomach churns, watching him touch what's mine, and I know immediately that I made the right call with the food. There's nothing in my stomach right now, and I already feel like retching.
"Easton, come in. What do you fancy? Blonde, brunette, redhead?" He points with his chin toward the girls, and I reluctantly follow his instruction.
