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I cut my eyes to her, and she laughed.
“What? It’s true, isn’t it? You guys have been sleeping together for weeks now.” She playfully narrowed her eyes at me. “I don’t approve of the man after what he did to you, but you can’t keep something that good from me. I picked up on it.”
Since our lockers were right across the hall from each other’s, I stopped at hers and leaned against it. “So … you talk to the Poison boys lately?” I asked, arching a brow at her. “If you want the gossip about me and Jace, you gotta give me some juicy details about your life.”
Imani bit her lip and glanced down the hall toward Landon, who was leaning against his locker and talking to Kai. I glanced their way, feeling giddy forImani. Those boys were nothing but bad news, yet … I knew Imani wouldn’t be able to stay away.
The good girl always ran to the bad boy—or boys, in Imani’s case—who would break her heart.
It was damn close to the oldest cliché, but it was one hundred percent true.
“So, they’re kinda, um, blackmailing me,” she whispered, rubbing the front of her neck.
“What?!” I said.
A couple people looked over, including Landon and Kai.
Imani placed her hand over my mouth. “Don’t yell about it!” When she thought I wouldn’t say anything else, she removed her hand and tucked some curly black hair behind her ear. “Long story short, they found out about … my freaky side and—”
I snorted. “Your freaky side?”
Imani grinned at me. “Okay, don’t judge me, Ms. I Love Having Public Sex with My Stepbrother after He Fucked Me Over.” She gestured up and down her body. “A girl has needs, and ya girl is a freak.”
“Who’s a freak?” Jamal said, walking up to us.
Imani rolled her eyes and closed her locker. “Allie, but you’ll never find that out.”
Jamal held a hand to his chest. “Ooh, that hurt. That was mean. Goddamn.”
Imani smirked but then dropped the smile when she gazed behind us. “Oh God. I think I know why everyone has been gossiping about Carter today. He looks like he got run over by a fucking train.”
I swallowed my fear and turned around to see Carter standing at his locker with two eyes almost swollen shut and large bruises down the side of his face and his neck.
My eyes widened as he made eye contact with me and mouthed the words, This is your fault, bitch.
And part of me actually feared for my life because Carter hadn’t had a problem with touching me before. He really wouldn’t have a problem with really trying to hurt me now that Jace had beaten him to a pulp.
