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Chapter Twelve
Logan
“She embarrassed me in front of all the other students, Logan.” Taylah has been whining over her run-in with Phoenix all week; it’s starting to grate my nerves. “You have to do something about it. No one is listening to your order to stay away from her.”
“What do you want me to do about it, Taylah? Your little rumor didn’t work; that’s not on me, that’s on you. You called her a slut and an ice princess in the same sentence, and you got schooled. Suck it up.” I’ve had enough of this shit. There’s only one reason I keep her around, and it’s not for her incessant whining.
Taylah’s right about one thing, though, not everyone is taking the stay-away order seriously. To me, that means Jonah has more pull at school, and I can’t have that.
It was almost comical to watch her little showdown with my tiny dancer. The whole interaction had set the tone for the rest of the week. Phoenix is not someone that any of us should be taking lightly. That’s becoming abundantly clear. She’s gaining more and more respect from the students, and that doesn’t work for me.
Every hit we’ve thrown her way, she’s defended it off with ease. I guess she meant what she said the night she kneed me in the balls. She was a fighter, and she wasn’t backing down. To make matters worse, since the cafeteria incident, she’s never alone. There’s always someone with her; even now, as we sit in the cafeteria, she’s surrounded. Getting to her at home is even worse. She literally only comes home to sleep behind her locked door, which was really pissing me off.
“You know, Logan, I saw Hunter Dimeski getting cozy with her yesterday,” Ricky weighs into the conversation like it is old news.
Snapping my eyes to him, it’s clear I’m annoyed with that news. “What do you mean you saw Hunter cozying up to her? A coldness started to wrap itself around me at the mention of my tiny dancer being hit on by some stupid baller. Hang on a minute, she isn’t mine at all, she was a means to an end for me, nothing more, nothing less.
“I saw him leaning against the lockers this morning talking to her, they were smiling and everything,” he relays what he saw with great detail. “She was giggling at something he said, then he gave her his number, man.”
Fuck this shit. This is not happening. Looking over at the table where her little crew sat, I notice that she’s not there anymore. Quickly scanning the room, I see her heading out the door, alone this time. Getting up, I make my way out, following her into the corridor.
“Where are you off to, Phoenix?” I yell after her.
“None of your business, Logan,” her voice gives her away, she’s nervous around me, and that’s good. I like that fact. Taking in how she looks, I admire the beauty she has grown into. Why the fuck did she have to be such a little liar? If she had just told the truth, then I wouldn’t have to be this way with her.
One thing that has bothered me is if she’d been honest, and Kyle was still here, would she still have chosen him? And would I have stood by and let that relationship happen? I push the selfish thought from my mind; it’s stupid. It didn’t matter if she’d spent the rest of her life with him and never looked twice at me. He deserved to be alive.
“That’s where you’re wrong Phoenix,” I growl in a low voice, stalking toward her until her back is slamming into the lockers with a jolt. Putting my hands on either side of her body, I cage her in, inhaling that sweet honeysuckle and vanilla scent I’ve grown to crave. “Everything you do is my business. So, I’ll ask you again, WHERE. ARE. YOU. OFF. TOO?”
“Logan,” she sighs, trying to regain her composure. “I know that everyone is allowed to act stupid once in a while, but you’re really abusing the privilege. So, if you don’t mind, I have somewhere to be.”
I slam my fist into the locker next to her head, watching her flinch away from me. “Phoenix, don’t try my patience. Answer my damn question.”
“That’s the point, Logan. I don’t have to answer the damn question because you don’t fucking own me. You have no hold over me. In fact—” hearing a noise down the other end of the corridor we both turn in time to see both her little group and mine exiting the cafeteria. “I’m really jealous of the people who’ve never met you. At least they don’t have to put up with your jerky behav—”
I slam my lips down onto hers, giving her a rough and punishing kiss. In that moment, everything is forgotten. I lean my body into hers, further boxing her in so that she has nowhere to go. Deepening the kiss, I nip at her bottom lip, as I grind my hardening cock against her.
Everywhere we are touching lights up like the fourth of July. I don’t know why I decided to kiss her, I knew it would be a mistake, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t take my eyes off the way her lips moved when she was yelling at me. At least I shut her up.
Breaking apart, we’re both breathless, her eyes like huge saucers staring at me in shock. Looking over at our little crowd, I notice one person that needs to be handled—Hunter Dimeski.
The look on his face matches hers, and if I had to guess, there would be no more flirting going on between them. This little display had played into my plans, even if it wasn’t intentional. The shock on Phe’s face is quickly morphing into anger, and before I can react, the bitch has kneed me in the balls—again.
Phoenix
That motherfucker fucking kissed me! I don’t know if I am more turned on or angry right now. The jerk-off stole my bloody first kiss and had the audacity to smirk like he knew exactly what he was doing.
“What the fuck was that?” I spit at him as strong arms come crashing around me and lift me up off the ground. I don’t know who has a hold of me, but whoever it is better put me the fuck down. Otherwise, they are going to meet the same fate.
“Easy there, firecracker,” a throaty chuckle comes from behind me. Whoever had a hold of me was setting my skin alight in all the best ways possible. “You need to calm down right now before you get into trouble.”
“I fucking told you not to fucking touch me ever again, Logan, and you couldn’t fucking help yourself,” still seething I look behind me to see that it’s Stryker who has a hold of me. The concerned look he wears sends my heart into overdrive. The confusing thing is, I’m not sure whether his concern is for me, or his friend. “Put me down, Stryker. I’m not going to hurt your friend anymore. I just want him to leave me the fuck alone.”
As Ricky and Caden help Logan off the floor, I notice that it’s just me, Jonah, and Nate left in the hallway with them. Seeing this opportunity to lay the groundwork for Logan to come to me for the actual truth—I take it.
“When you’re ready to talk to me and treat me like a person, come find me. Until then, you can just fuck off. I don’t want, nor do I need your shit.” At that, I turn to leave with my friends. I’ve had enough of this school already, and what he did just put a target on my back.
I saw that his little crew witnessed the kiss, and I also saw how Taylah narrowed her eyes at me with pure, unadulterated hatred. If I were anyone else, that look would have me running for the hills. Unfortunately, I’ve seen the devil and lived to tell the tale.
Jonah and Nate box me in between them as we head back toward the cafeteria. Looking over my shoulder one last time, I see Logan mouth ‘bitch’ at me. So I flip him the bird and hold my head high, his kiss still playing in my mind. It didn’t give me bad feelings, and I’m left wondering what the hell that all means.
Turning to Jonah, I ask, “Hey, J, do you think your mom can set up an appointment with one of the counselors at the studio?” I’m not ashamed to admit I’m out of my depths here with all these emotions I’m having. It’s like coming here and being around the King of Douches himself has started to awaken a part of me that I thought was lost a long time ago.
“Yeah, I’ll send her a text now to have it set up today after practice if you like,” he pulls me into his side. “Are you sure you’re okay, Phe? We can skip last period and head to the studio now if you want.”
“That sounds great, actually. I can’t deal with this place any longer today, and yeah, I’ll be okay. I just need to talk to someone about some of the shit that’s happening,” I reassure. When I figure out what’s going on, I’ll be totally fine.
