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Crew: Scar wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole. Get it through your head. She hates you. She’ll never care about you. You’re not worthy of an ounce of her affection.
Me: That’s not what she said last night before my tongue parted the folds of her pussy.
Jagger: We’re no longer working together. In fact, Crew and I are now working against you. Deal with it yourself.
Me: Have it your way. And I’ll keep having my way with Scar.
Well.Can’t say I didn’t try. Looks like we’re doing this without them. I never planned for any of this to go this far. If fucking Riley would have just stayed out of our damn house, none of this ever would have happened, and they’d still be living here.
“Are they coming?” Riley asks, stepping into her boots in front of the doorway.
“No. And I’m really doubting your ability to help me out in this situation. You’ve proven to be the world’s worst Guardian in existence.”
A hand smacks the back of my head, rattling my brain. It seems Scar is done checking on Maddie. “Don’t talk to her like that,” she hisses. “Riley is a damn good Guardian and she’s just going to get better from here on out.”
I ram my chest into hers, walking her back until her ass hits the backside of the couch. “Hit me again. I fucking dare ya.”
With a balled fist, she punches me in the shoulder. Not hard, but enough to piss me off. Her eyes dance, brows lifted. “Now what?”
I point a stern finger at the door. “Get out the fucking door now, so we can get this shit done.”
“That’s what I thought,” she mutters, grating on my nerves. Her voice rises enough to hear her clearly. “You go first. I don’t trust you at my back.”
I scoff, “Fine.”
I lead the way, followed by Riley, and Scar shuts the door behind her, turning the handle to make sure it’s locked.
“Enjoy your walk,” I tell them, hopping on my sled. Without giving them the chance to argue, I start it up and take off.
Hey. Not my fault.There’s barely enough room for two on this thing and I’m not offering it up to them and walking instead. Not to mention, I’m the one who’s bringing Jude out there. There’s no way in hell I’m engaging in small talk with that fucker during a long walk to The Ruins.
It’s only a mile. They’ll be fine.
* * *
Slammingmy foot against Jude’s dorm door, I bust it open, taking it off a hinge. It felt pretty badass, however, it was unlocked to begin with. Still doesn’t take away from my grand entrance.
“Whoa,” he throws his arms up in the desk chair he’s sitting on, “what’s going on?”
With one hand holding the door open, I angle toward the hall. “Out. Now.”
“I don’t know what you think—”
“It wasn’t a fucking question. Get out in the hall now or I will drag your ass out by your ear.”
“Ugh. Okay.” He gets up, pushes his glasses higher up his nose, then returns to a surrender position with his hands afloat beside his head. “Can you tell me what this is about?”
It takes everything in me not to knock him upside the head as he passes by me, but…oh hell, fuck it.
Bending my elbow, I ram it into his gut. Immediately, he hunches over and clutches his stomach, grunting through each splintered breath.
“You know? After all the shit you’ve done, I was really expecting someone who might put up a fight. Instead, I find out it’s you. A fucking pussy.”
His eyes lift, glasses teetering on the edge of his nose. “I didn’t do anything.”
My fist lands hard on his cheek, sending him to the ground. “That lie is going to get you in a lot of trouble if you keep it up.”
I stomp my foot and he holds his hands up, warding me off. “Yep. Fucking pussy.”
