Page 132 of His to Ruin

He’s furious with me. I can tell by the look on his face but I don’t care.

After she saunters off I angrily take my seat next to him demanding that he talks to me.

“I don’t have anything to say to filthy Maloti’s. You’re not fucking welcome here. If the three of you know what’s good for you, you will leave this school right now and never come back. You and me are done,” he snarls in repulse then stands and walks straight out the door.

I’m rooted to the chair taking in what he just said. Did I really mean that little to him? Is that it? After everything? After making love to me? After months of telling me that I’m his he drops me just like that with a click of a finger. No I don’t think so.

I’m stewing as I follow him down the hall and into the restroom, barging in to find him leaning over the sink with his head bowed.

“Don’t walk away from me, Caleb. Just talk to me please.”

He doesn’t look up.

“How long have you known?”

My voice cracks, “Known what?”

He straightens throwing his hand up in the air in anger.

“That Santa Claus isn’t real Jordin, Jesus Christ what the fuck do you think I mean?”

“You mean to tell me that Santa Claus isn’t real?” I say half-heartedly trying to ease some of the tension rolling off his shoulders.

“Don’t play with me Jordin. This isn’t the fucking time,” he glares.

“I’m not the one playing here Caleb, it’s you. You’re the one that’s been playing with me for months now. You’re the one that pulls me in then pushes me away all the goddam time and I’m sick of it. I can’t do this anymore; I can’t keep playing these games with you.”

His face reddens with anger. “You’re the one that’s playing games here baby not me. How long have you fucking known about this? Was it the whole time?”

“I just found out a week ago. I had no idea before then.”

“And Logan? What are you his whore now? I bet you fucked him to, didn’t you?”

They say that sticks and stones could break your bones but names could never hurt you. If that’s true then why does it feel like Caleb just tore my heart out from my chest and crushed it to pieces with one word.Whore.

Is that what he thinks I am, a whore?

Before I can stop myself my hand whips across his face with a resounding slap. I’ve never lifted my hand to anyone before, even with all the pain Max put me through I never hit him back not once. Caleb doesn’t move, doesn’t even flinch.

“Don’t you fucking dare call me that. You know there is nothing going on between me and Logan. Nothing,” I yell feeling my cheeks burn the same shade as his with anger.

“Doesn’t matter,” Colton calls out from behind us startling me. “Go ahead and tell her brother now that the truth of who she is is out.”

I turn back to Caleb whose gaze remains fixed at Colton over my shoulder.

“Tell me what Caleb? Look at me. Tell me what?”

“That he was playing you this entire time you dumb fucking Maloti bitch. We knew you and your filthy family were hiding something. That your daddy James was working for Ian. So he pretended to like you to get into your house and spy on your daddy. Oops, my bad, he’s not your daddy though is he? No your daddy was a rapist scum wasn’t he Jordin?”

I shake my head feeling hot tears roll down my face.

I turn back to look at Caleb for any clue that what Colton just said wasn’t true. He didn’t do that to me, he wouldn’t. Realisation sets in when he finally looks down at me with tears of regret pooling in his blue iris.

I take a few steps back.

“It’s true isn’t it? You used me?”

“Tell her Caleb. Tell her how you fucked her out of spite for the Garo’s,” Colton taunts looking away from me towards Caleb.

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