“What? The video of you with that guy?” That’s all this is about.
He raises a surprised brow at me, his eyes widen as he looks around the room to make sure no one is listening.
“Did he tell you he had it?” He asks. I roll my eyes.
I scoff. “No, I guessed. It doesn’t matter though, and you have nothing to be ashamed of, I don’t care who know about me, you know full well I’m into guys as well as girls.” I give him a look, he grunts in response.
“My father will disown me if he finds out. You know what he’s like. If this came out, I would lose my inheritance. I need that to escape my father. I can’t be around him anymore, that’s why I took the chance to come here. That’s why I work out every day.” He looks away.
“Your dads a fucking idiot, and an abusive dick.” I shake my head. My dad doesn’t have a problem with my life choices, he lets me get on with it as long as it doesn’t interfere with my schoolwork. He wants me to graduate, go to an ivy league college and take over the business someday, yeah right as if I would touch that shit, he is into. “Look, Sinclair’s an ass. He has shit on us both, but I wouldn’t stoop that low to hurt a girl again. That shit last time tore me up. Did you see the look on her face? She was broken, you broke her.” I fire at him.
Roman flinches again, at least he looks ashamed of what he did to her. I mean, the girl is gorgeous. She doesn’t look like every other girl at this school and all the guys wants her. I see the way they stare at her, even the teachers. I shudder at that thought. She needs to be careful. Unlike the last new girl, though we had our reasons for making her leave. Not that what we did is an excuse, but still.
I have been watching her since she got here. Her sassy mouth and curvy body, that makes me want her. Fuck, she is beautiful. Her dark hair flows like a dark wave down her back. Her green eyes look deep into my soul. Her body is perfection, the lithe limbs I want to explore with my tongue, her hips shaped around that perfect ass, her waist cinched in and the curve of her breast that would make any man drool.
I hear a strangled noise to my left. My head moves in that direction and there she is, her face mottled from her tears. Her eyes shining as she takes in Roman. He takes a step towards her, but she turns and runs from him. Fuck.
“Fuck.” Roman whispers. He moves to go after her, but a voice stops him.
“You’re not going soft are you Roman.” I startle at Sinclair’s voice. His eyes tracking the route Everly just went. The cold-hearted bastard sneers.
“I should never have listened to you.” Roman snarls, advancing on Sinclair.
“Now, now, we know why you did it.” He tuts. “You wanted her. I just gave you a little nudge.” He smirks. “It was your choice to use those words, that was pure you.” his eyes darken, taking on a deadly look. “You know why I asked you to do it and you obeyed, like a good little dog.”
Even I flinch at that. He is getting worse. In fact, it all started when Everly got here.
“Don’t threaten me Sin, we are meant to be friends, brothers and you treat us like shit. If you want things done, then do them yourself, I’m out.” Roman turns and walks away, but not before Sinclair can get in a few lasts’ words.
“Walk away from us and your father finds out who you really are.”
I don’t think I have ever seen Roman move so fast. He strides towards Sinclair, pulls back his arm and strikes out, his fist making contact with Sin stomach, causing him to double over in pain.
“Go for it, I am done.” Roman hisses.
I just stare at my best-friends back. Giving him a mental high five. I look into Sinclair’s eyes, disgust rippling through me.
“You think you own us, but you don’t. I’m done with your lies and deceit. From now on, you are on your own.”
“Law, wait.” Sin gasps. “I’m sorry, I never intended to share Romans secret, or yours. I just, I don’t even know.” He sounds panicked. His eyes going wide.
“You just what? Wanted control. You say you don’t want to be like your father, but you are. You bully until you get your own way. I am done Sin. I’m fucking done.”
I walk in the same direction as Roman. I am so done with all this shit. I don’t notice Everly standing in the shadows as I pass.
Everly
I try and forget what happened between me and Roman, but I feel like the whole school knows.
At my old school, I ruled the halls with my friends. I went to all the parties, slept with whoever I wanted. Like I said, I am no virgin. I was the one in control, until one night, the tables turned, and my so-called friends betrayed me.
My drink was spiked, and when I came too, I had the entire football team around me, hands on their dicks, waiting their turn to have a go. I screamed so loud, that they all went running. I don’t know who touched me, if they even did, but I still felt violated, betrayed. My friends came running, laughing at me as I tried to put my clothes back in place. They took photos, filmed me. Made me feel worthless and it’s happening all over again. Only this time, they don’t know me, neither are they my friends.
After that, I fell into a deep depression. My friends didn’t want to know me. The whole school called me a slut. The one place I called a safe haven, they tore it away from me.
I should have just taken the scholarship.
I should have left the moment the funeral was over.
My dad was never the same after that. He ignored me too, never paid me any attention to me. He was the one that found me in my room that day, crying, that was the last time he held me, though I didn’t feel any comfort from him.
My life turned to shit, and I hated my life.
It was my dad who found me in the bath, the water crimson. Instead of dealing with it himself, he sent me away. The doctors dealt with me, put me on meds and my dad never visited. Then I got shipped here, to my new hell.
I walk into the canteen and take my usual seat in the back. I avoid looking at people, keeping my head bent and on my food. I can feel the stares though. Hear the whispers. I feel a presence standing near me. I look up to see Roman and Lawrence taking a seat opposite me. No, fuck no.
Shooting Roman a glare, and he has the decency to look away. I focus on Lawrence, giving him a curious look and wondering why the hell they are sat here with me.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I point that question at Lawrence, completely ignoring Roman.
“Sitting and eating, isn’t that what we do in here.” He gives me an arrogant smirk.
“I think I’ve lost my appetite.” I stand, grabbing my bag. I move away, but Lawrence’s arm snakes out around my waist as I pass. He pulls me back, yanking me into his lap.