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We finish up the conversation and I sigh, flopping back on Bianca's bed.
“What do we do? Do we try to get her to take them down?”
“If it’s important to you, of course we will do whatever we can to get her to take them down.”
“I don’t get it, Lilly. How are you not more pissed? She shared photos of us.”
I roll my head to look at her. “We’re in college now. People take photos of everything and post it online. There’s tons of photos of us on Instagram from parties in the past.”
“Yeah, but we’re in the background. No one knows nor cares that it's us. This was meant to point us out. And she sent links to your dads.”
“No, it was meant to point me out. You just got dragged into it. I’m sorry.” Guilt hits me hard.
“I’m not mad at you, I’m pissed at her. Do you think this has to do with Toby?”
My brows furrow, and I sit up again. “Why would it be?”
“You saw her post, she’s obviously a puck bunny. And I know she had a thing for Toby in the past, wouldn’t surprise me if she still does.”
“But what does that have to do with me? I’m his sister, not his girlfriend.” Even as I say the words, it feels wrong.
“She was always a snarky bitch to you in high school. She hated how close you and Toby were. Now you're attending the same school. Maybe she’s not happy about it.”
“School hasn’t even started and I’ve only been seen with Toby last night. I don’t know. Maybe she was just doing it to be a bitch. It is kind of her thing.”
Katie Teller is a girl we grew up with. She never liked us, always had some kind of issues with Toby and me, then Bishop and Bianca by default for being our friends.
Kayla, Katie’s mother, attended SVU with my mom and Rain. They were friends until my mama Rain saw just how crazy she was. She was obsessed with my dad, Chase, so much so that she got arrested for assault.
She was in jail for a few years, but got out and went to live with her parents. Everything was quiet for a while, but not too long after Katie graduated from high school, her grandparents died, and a big secret came out that was the talk of the town. The whole town thought that Katie was Kayla’s sister, not her daughter.
Turns out, Kayla got pregnant when she was younger, but her parents took Katie in and raised her as their own because Kayla wasn’t a fit parent. I’m not at all surprised.
Anyway, Katie stayed living with Kayla and... well, I wouldn’t be surprised if Kayla poisoned Katie’s mind when it came to our family.
“Again, how are you so chill about this?”
“I don’t know, Bee,” I sigh, getting up and going over to my side of the room to grab a change of clothes so I can go shower. “You know me. I’ve never let things get to me. What's the point? I don’t care what people think of me, I never have. If she posts more shit, sure, I’ll do something about it. But there's no point in getting worked up over something I can’t change. It’s not like there wasn’t a crap-ton of people who didn’t see that video happen live at the party. We’re not naked. We have pants on. I don’t know what to tell you, Bee.” I shrug.
I’ve always been a go with the flow kind of person. I don’t let things like what others think of me bother me. It’s my life, as long as I’m happy, I don’t care what others think.
When you grow up in a small town with a family like mine, people talk. I’m not stupid, I know some of the things they say.
My parents sat Toby and I down when we were old enough and told us about their pasts, knowing damn well that this town was going to talk and that we would hear it. They wanted us to hear it from them firsthand.
I love my family, and I think their love is beautiful. So as much as it sucked to hear people talk bad about them, I didn’t let it get to me.
“I need to shower. I feel gross.” Grabbing my shower caddy, I leave the room and head down the hall to the bathroom. When I step through the door, I hear a shower running.
Quickly and quietly, I make my way to the last stall. With the bathroom being coed, I plan on using the one furthest away for as much privacy as possible.
I put my change of clothes in one of the lockers, grab my caddy, and step inside the stall. I strip out of my clothes and hang them on the hook with my towel.
My hand is on the tap, about to turn on the water, when I hear a deep, masculine moan echoing through the room. My body freezes, eyes going wide. Is that what I think it was?
Another noise rings through the bathroom, this time a grunt. And then a curse and holy shit, I think there's a guy masturbating in here.
A blush creeps onto my cheeks as the sounds of him pleasuring himself grow louder. And then he starts to speak. “Fucking hell,” he moans, his breathing heavy. “That's it, baby girl, fucking choke on my cock.” He grunts. “Look at you, taking me like a good girl. Now fucking swallow every fucking drop I give you.”
