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Just who the fuck does he think he’s talking to?
I storm over slamming him against the wall ramming my fist into his face before grabbing him by the throat, “Let her go? Let her fucking go?”
He struggles around my tight grip.
“You don’t get to tell me to let her go. No one does, understand? And if you ever, EVER call her a whore again I will fucking kill you. You got that?” I yell watching his face burn red as my fingers tighten around his scrawny fucking neck.
Saint grabs me from behind pulling me away “Stop Caleb. You’re going to fucking kill him man,” he demands but I don’t. I squeeze harder until I’m cutting off his air supply.
“You ever tell me what to do with her again and I’ll fucking end you. Am I making myself clear Colton?” He nods frantically, his face turning purple.
“Caleb walk the fuck away man. Let him go. You know he’s right. You keep going after her now that she’s a Maloti and you’re going to end up getting yourself killed,” Saint yells pulling me off Colton who drops to the ground. Bending over on all fours he coughs frantically trying to fill his lungs with air.
“You know what fuck this. I’m going back to class,” I shout storming off.
“We know you’ve been sneaking off to her house most nights Caleb.”
I stop in my tracks but don’t turn back as Saint continues.
“We know what’s been going on between the two of you, but it ends here Caleb. I mean it.”
“Is that an order Saint?”
“If it has to be then yes, it is.”
I shake my head walking the fuck away before I do or say something to my best friend that I might regret. I know deep down that he’s right. If I keep pursuing this and Ian finds out I’m a dead man. I just don’t know how I’m going to be able to stay away.
Chapter Fifty-four
Jordin
Thebellringslettingus know that lunch is over. I leave the safety of the library go to the class I have next with Caleb.
Will he let me talk to him? Let me explain?
He doesn’t look at me when I enter the room. The seat next to him that he keeps empty for me is already occupied by a beautiful blond with legs for days and a body I would kill for. My heart stutters in my chest when he laughs at something she said. He’s hanging on her every word as she flirts with him. I’m not taking this shit. I’ve done nothing wrong and he needs to give me a chance to explain.
Squaring my shoulders I step towards them making him look up as I approach the table. He snarls at me in disgust but I don’t care. I’m done playing these games with him.
“You’re in my seat.” I tell her.
“Don’t see your name on it sweetheart, do you?” she retorts in a sugar sweet tone.
“Oh, my bad.” I say in a voice just as sweet. “That sounded like I was asking you to move not telling you like I should have done in the first place.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Now unless you can afford to have those pretty hair extensions replaced I suggest you don’t keep me waiting.”
She opens her mouth then closes it again before standing.
“Take the damn seat.”
She swings her back to me flicking her blond hair over one shoulder, “so I’ll see you tonight then?”
Before he gets a chance to respond I do it for him.
“No actually you won’t. Now kindly piss off.”
