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“I wasn’t going to leave her here,” I snapped angrily.
“And the others?” He nodded his head towards the four men—boys—surrounding her.
“I couldn’t leave them,” Kelly whispered, her voice hoarse.
“What the fuck is going on, freak?” demanded the ringleader, whose name I still didn’t know. He was the tallest of the bunch, with dark brown hair that curled across his forehead. His emerald green eyes were speckled with tiny streaks of brown and gold, giving him an innocent, guileless look. He appeared to be a year or two younger than me, though he emanated a hardness that far surpassed his age. As I watched, he turned towards his friends. “Let’s go, guys.”
“Wait, Caleb,” the largest of the group said. He was shorter than the ringleader, Caleb, in height, but easily eclipsed him in muscle mass. Despite being only fifteen or sixteen, his entire body was covered in thick, ropy muscle. His arms rippled as he unintentionally flexed, his black shirt straining against his biceps. He was also the scariest of the group, with a permanent glower plastered on his face that made fingertips of ice brush down my neck.
“Wait for what, Brett?” Caleb threw his hands up in the air before turning towards the other two. “Don’t you guys think this is kinda creepy? I mean, she comes to our room, tells us we’re going to die, and then demands we follow her.”
“And yet you all came,” Tanner pointed out, a smirk evident in his voice. “Obviously, you trust the creepy human a little bit.”
Caleb’s eyes narrowed into thin slits when Tanner referred to Kelly as creepy. The large man, Brett, took a step forward until the smallest one with glasses and messy brown hair pulled him back.
The fourth one stood there in silence, his shrewd eyes surveying all of us present without a single word leaving his lips. I could’ve been mistaken, but it almost appeared as if his eyes were violet, the shade looking hauntingly beautiful in his stone-cold face. His blond hair was buzzed close to his scalp, giving him a severe visage, and his elegant eyebrows were currently arched in suspicion.
“These are my…” Kelly began, trailing off. She tilted her head to the side as she thought up a suitable word. I remembered her wistful ramblings from the other day, how she claimed they were her harem. I’d wanted to roll my eyes at her ridiculousness, especially since it seemed as if they hated her.
But at the same time…
They stared at her with lovestruck eyes, as if the world revolved around her smile.
Oh my god. Maybe Kelly truly did have a harem.
A harem I doubted any of the men knew they were a part of.
“Friends,” she decided on at last with a decisive head bob, and Caleb scoffed.
“Apparently she’s delusional,” he seethed, but she ignored him.
“That’s Caleb and Brett.” She pointed to the ringleader and the muscled man respectively before turning to the man in glasses. “Travis.” Finally, she pointed to the gorgeous, blond-haired man. “Sev.”
“And why the fuck are they here?” Aiden demanded. I could tell he was trying really, really hard not to lose his absolute shit. When he thought I wasn’t looking, he would hurl daggers at the side of my head with his eyes.
I wondered what he would do to me if I decided to flip him off.
Kelly’s lips pursed into a stubborn line. “I’m not leaving without them.”
“You don’t get to just fucking choose who comes with—”
“All right. All right.” Heath held his hands up and moved to stand in the center of the group. “As much as I enjoy the discord currently transpiring” —he flashed a blinding smile— “we should get moving. Now.”
“Fuck.” Aiden tossed his head back, glaring up at the ceiling as if searching for patience. When he lowered it, he speared me with another unreadable glare that had every hair on my body standing on end. “All right. Let’s go. All of you—Who the fuck invitedher?”
I wrinkled my brows together, turning towards the doorway where a familiar female stood, her expression decidedly uncomfortable. Her blonde tresses were pulled back into a low ponytail, and her cherry red lips were pursed. Despite wearing sweatpants and a T-shirt, she looked almost ethereal in beauty, the type of person every boy wanted and every girl wanted to be.
The last time I saw her, she’d been giggling in Beau’s bedroom, her hair mussed and shirt unbuttoned.
Maria.
Betrayal filled my veins, caustic and slimy. It crawled through my body like a slow-moving sludge.
I tried my hardest to keep my expression passive and unaffected, to not shoot accusatory eyes in Beau’s direction.
I didn’t have to, thank God, because Tanner did that for me.
“Did you invite her?” Tanner demanded, and Beau held both of his hands up placatingly, shaking his head from side to side.
