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“Fuck you, Carter,” Allie said through clenched teeth, scrambling to get her books for the day without the DVDs and magazines falling out of it.
Carter pulled the dildo out of her locker. “You buy this because Jamal wasn’t big enough for you, baby?” He stepped closer to her and rested his hand on her shoulder, leaning in. “You wouldn’t have to worry about that with me. I’d fill your tight little ass up until you screamed.”
I stormed down the hall and watched Allie punch him square in the jaw. He stumbled back and smirked.
“Feisty,” he said. “Just how I like them. You’d fucking learn to be a good little”—he placed a single finger on her thigh, beneath her skirt—“whor—”
Pulling the gun from my waistband, I stuck it against the back of his neck. “You fucking move your finger a fucking millimeter up her thigh, and you’ll get a bullet in your skull.”
Carter chuckled and put his hands into the air. “You got me.” He walked past us and down the hall, turning around to face Allie one last time. “You want to get your world rocked, Allie? You know where to find me after school.”
Fuming, I shoved the gun back into my waistband and scowled at his departing figure. “You’re welcome.”
“Thanks,” she said, retrieving the books out of her locker. “What do you want?”
“To talk,” I said, leaning against the locker. “About Jace.”
She arched her brow. “What about him?”
“He’s hurt you for the past two years,” I started. “Don’t you think it’s time for a little payback?”
“I don’t have money to pay you to get Jace back for me,” she said.
“Free of charge, Allie,” I said, sprawling a hand across my chest. “I’m doing this out of the goodness of my heart.”
And because I wanted to hurt someone. It had been this way since Imani had left me Saturday night.
“You and the rest of Poison don’t have any goodness in your hearts.”
“True, but I owed your dad a favor before he died. We’d be even after this.”
“Why’d you owe my dad a favor?” she asked, crossing her arms.
“That’s none of your business,” I said, stuffing a hand into my pants pocket. “You want my help or not? I have some ways to torture Jace that you’d be interested in—rumors, embarrassing pictures, money you can donate to whatever kind of charity that you want, and some other stuff that can’t be discussed on school grounds.”
She slapped her hand against my chest. “How about you take all the porno magazines, DVDs, and the dildo out of my locker, and we’ll call it even?” she asked.
A giant ten-inch dildo to fuck Jace Harbor to hell? I wouldn’t pass that up.
I arched my brow, a smirk crossing my face. “Deal.”
