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Her lip wobbles. “We’ve been hanging out. She knows what it’s like to be… to be on the outside.”
Guilt snakes through me, but nothing I’ve done deserves this kind of betrayal.
“It’s Brook—or have you forgotten that?”
“I messed up, Mia. At first, I thought she genuinely wanted to be friends… she made me feel better about everything. But then she started asking me questions. Things about you…”
“What did you tell her?”
“N-nothing important, I swear.”
“So what was that just now?”
“She threatened to tell you about everything if I didn’t start telling her what she wants to know.”
I let out an irritated sigh. “We should go back inside.”
“You’re not mad?”
“Oh, I’m mad. I’m so mad at you right now. You betrayed me, Bel.”
Her expression falls, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes.
“But I don’t want Brook to know that I know.”
“I don’t want to play games anymore,” she cries. “She… she kinda scares me.”
Narrowing my eyes on my best friend, the one girl I thought I could trust in all this, I smile sadly. “You should have thought about that before you sided with the devil.”
27
Bexley
The house is remarkably quiet all weekend. I guess I shouldn't be surprised after the events of Friday night.
We didn't get out of that place until long after the sun had come up. Then Cade, Ashton and Brandon dragged a group of the girls with them and disappeared into the den the second we got back. Of course Alex followed like a good little sheep. Apparently banging one of the strippers in full view of every motherfucker in that place wasn't enough for him for one night.
I, however, had more than had my fill of debauchery.
Watching all those old and apparently well-respected and powerful men act like complete fucking animals was not my idea of fun. The way they treated the women as if they were nothing more than a piece of meat or a plaything while their wives, the women they supposedly loved, were at home turned my stomach
.
I'd choose a night in with Mia over that any fucking night of the week.
The conversation with her father played on repeat for the entire weekend, and I argued with myself as to whether I should tell Mia about it or not. He didn't really give me any new information, just confirmed what we already knew. Something bigger is at play than we originally suspected, and Garth Thompson is very much involved in the whole thing. I can't help wondering what Phillip or Q as a whole have over him to make him agree to sell his daughter's soul and body to the devil. He's not a stupid man, so why would he do that to her? It's obvious he loves her, I could see it in his expression as he talked about her.
So why?
Why would he do this to her?
I roll over in bed and turn my alarm clock off. I don't want to go to class today. I don't want to sit there and stare at her, knowing that in only a few days she's going to be officially engaged to another man. No, not just a man. The fucking devil.
On Friday night, I'll be forced to watch the woman I've given my heart to tie herself to another. How the fuck am I meant to watch that, knowing what's going to happen after?
Anger stiffens my muscles and my teeth grind as I think of the way Cade treats women. Mia doesn't deserve to be touched like that. He'll fucking break her, and the worst thing about it?
That sick fuck will enjoy it.
