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“I’ll need more than a fucking minute,” I mutter. Although, it’s a big fat lie. With the memories of that vivid dream still playing out in my mind, I’m already riding the edge. Even with them trying to ruin it.
Fisting the back of Reese’s shirt, Elliot pulls the wanker out of my room and slams the door behind them.
The low rumble of their voices fills the air, as my hand starts moving, I push it all aside in favour of the high I was chasing in my dream.
When my cock jerks, spurting cum all over my stomach, I quickly realise it was a pointless exercise.The release is hollow and unfulfilling.
Goddammit, Raine.
Sitting up, I throw my fist into my pillow a couple of times in the hope it’ll help rid my body of the frustration. But it does little to help.
I shower and dress on autopilot. Hoping that if I’m slow enough, the others will have fucked off to school and forgot all about the little meeting they want to have with me.
Yeah. Wishful thinking, I know. Reese and Oak might get bored, but there is no fucking way Elliot will.
He’s out for blood, and he’s not going to stop until he gets it.
I just wish I had evidence to nail Raine for this.
Or… do I just want to nail Raine again? There’s a question.
Sadly, and predictably, when I finally get downstairs, dressed and ready for another fun-filled day at All Hallows’ all three of them are waiting for me.
“What? No girls in attendance this morning?” I ask, noting the absence of at least one girlfriend who is usually here.
“They went out for breakfast,” Oak says, sipping on his coffee, his plate and the other’s already empty.
Pulling my chair out, I drop my arse into it, my stomach growling as the scent of what’s probably cold bacon wafts through my nose.
Grabbing my knife and fork, I ignore all their stares and embark on devouring my breakfast. I’m starving. I mean, I did work up quite an appetite last night…
“So?” Elliot prompts after long silent minutes.
“So, what? I’ve got nothing to say,” I argue, still keeping my eyes downcast.
Elliot’s evil laugh rings through the Chapel. “You run off seconds after we discover our cars got hit. You’ve been walking around with a scowl for fucking days, and then you try sneaking in looking like you’ve been attacked by a rabid dog last night. What fucking gives? Who was she and who hit our cars.”
“I don’t know,” I seethe.
I should just give up her name. I know that.
But if I’m wrong…
“Yes, you fucking do,” Elliot roars. “Who tagged our fucking cars, Theo?”
Shoving my plate back, my chair screeches against the old stone floor as I stand, glaring at one of my best friends.“I don’t fucking know.”
“Okay, different question,” Oak pipes up. “Who the fuck were you dreaming about this morning? I’d have put money on you talking to a real-life person before we stormed in.”
Throwing my hands up, I storm away from the table.
“Where the fuck are you going?” Elliot barks.
“To school. I don’t fucking need this bullshit.”
I only get halfway to the door when Elliot speaks again.“Say hi to Raine for us.” His words cut through me.
It’s no secret that I suspected her, but there was no evidence. Thereisno evidence. Just a feeling deep down in my gut that I’m not going to confess to. Not to these motherfuckers anyway.
