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I lift a brow. “Catherine, who?”
“Parr.”
A scoff sounds from my nose in the least bit of dismay, but it happens anyway. "I dare not ask you another thing because I’m afraid it’ll only prove my point that you don’t need me.”
Asher winks at me. “Baby, I’m definitely going to need you.”
“For History.”
“Gonna need you for ours.”
“I hope you know how to rewrite it,” another voice proclaims from my right. “Because I’m gonna break your legs, Clark.”
Both Asher and I glimpse over to find Harrison striding through shelves of books to our table. His deep angered voice almost booming through in the quiet setting of the library, and I quickly become the focus of Harrison’s deep-seated glare.
“You stupid, silly bitch,” he leers through his teeth, coming to my side of the table. “You got me kicked the fuck off the football team.”
“I got you kicked off the fucking football team,” Asher retorts with zero remorse in his tone. “And get the fuck away from her.”
Harrison doesn’t listen, kicking one of the legs of my chair to make it twist and screech a little against the hardwood floors. “You had to open your fucking mouth, huh? You think because we’re not dating that you’re safe from me? That I can’t destroy your dopey ass, bi—” He’s shoved away from me, stumbling but a foot before Harrison steps up on Asher and swings.
Asher holds his ground against the hit, and he doesn’t move, nor does he utter a peep to my utter shock. He probably knows what it’d do to me if they fought in front of me. How I wouldn’t like it or that it’d make me uncomfortable. However, it doesn’t work in his favor and Harrison comes for Asher again, ramming into him with his body until Asher almost hits a shelf of books behind him but digs the heel of his shoe in to keep from doing so.
“Harrison, leave him alone.” My command immediately gets my ex-boyfriend’s attention like a damn shark smelling blood. His neck snaps so quickly to me that I stumble back a step as I rise from my own chair.
“I’m not done with you”—he points an accusing index finger at me—“I’m going to send that video out.”
The ring of Asher’s chuckle grabs both of our attention as he stands there with an appeased expression that only reads as him not being worried about it. “I think that went missing, bruh.”
“What?” Harrison’s hands ball into fists. “I got it, dumbass.”
“Do you?” Asher cocks his head to the side. “I think the sheriff has it, to be honest. And even then, I don’t think that was Mags. I think it was one of your side pieces, bruh. And I asked Julianna if she knew you had a porn collection and she played stupid soooo…”
My ex launches himself at Asher again, but he only dodges Harrison’s second attack, stepping gracefully out of his way and to the other side of the round table where I reside. Cupping my elbow, he begins to guide us out of the library. And that’s when Harrison uses the full length of his arm and knocks all our belongings on the floor.
“Did you say he videotaped someone else?” The reality of what Asher said only moments ago comes to the forefront of my brain and, while I’m relieved, it only makes me pissed that he did it for real to someone else.
“Yeah, baby.”
My narrowed eyes fall to Harrison as I break free from Asher’s grip on me. “Are you serious?”
“What?” Harrison inquires back. “She knew.”
“I can’t prove that,” I agree, losing the space between us. “However, I did hear about all the things you did to me. How you also cheated on me too. That you started all this when you knew Asher liked me and wasted my fucking time.”
“Wasted your time,” he repeats through his teeth, mocking my actions and coming but a foot from me. He’s taller, bigger, stupider, and I’m so over him that I’m not sorry he got kicked off the football team for being a class A asshole. “You were a no one before you dated me.”
I tsk. “Um, you’re a no one now. And, current day, you’re going to be remembered as the dickhead who recorded girls he slept with.”
Harrison’s chest bumps me, and I don’t know what comes over me. Honestly, it all blurs until after I do it, but I punch Harrison in the balls.
He bows over with a groan before I realize that Asher is at my side, leaning over to say against the side of his head, “You ever come near her again, and I’ll fuck your life up more than you just did with that video. I’m sure you have more. And you’re under investigation right now. Good luck.”
“You’re fucking dead,” Harrison leers through a pained breath.
“Give me a reason, Harrison,” Asher taunts back. “Just one.
Asher’s arm loops around mine, and this time we get out of the library without incident. Until we’re down another empty hallway and Asher crowds me up against a wall, allowing but an inch of space between us.
