Page 34 of Driftwood Daffodil

That’s when everything got quiet. Aside from the blonde guy sitting across from her.

“That’s enough, Gio.” Apparently he didn’t like me picking on his friend. Fucker stood up and puffed his chest out. “Leave her alone.”

My eyes snapped over to his. “Sit the fuck down. This doesn’t concern you.”

Not to mention I’d destroy him. My forearms were bigger than his neck, I’d snap him like a fucking twig.

The other guy seemed worried about what might happen and tugged on his sleeve, “Leave it alone Memphis.”

At least he wasn’t an idiot.

“Yeah Memphis,” Atlee walked up behind me and dropped his arm on my shoulder. “Leave it alone.”

“Why don’t you make me Fiore.”

“You see this shit,” Atlee kept his gaze fixed on Memphis while he leaned in closer to me and added, “fucker wants to play.”

I could see Darry out of the corner of my eye. He was creeping up, getting ready to grab the blonde bodyguard if he tried anything. His friend saw him too. I assumed that was why he stood up and positioned himself between the two.

Novalee on the other hand seemed unfazed.

“It’s okay Memphis,” she held up her palm. “Gio just saved me from throwing up later. There’s a lot of fat in fried food and girl’s gotta watch her figure.”

My jaw ticked as I glared down at her. “Do you think you’re smart?”

“Well… I did know what a cafeteria was so… one could argue I’m a notch above you in the intelligence factor.”

Every muscle in my body tensed as I growled, “get out of my school. We don’t allow murderer’s sisters here.”

“So you draw the line at rapist’s brothers then?”

If I wasn’t pissed off before then I sure as fuck was now. My hand shot out wrapping around her neck, which caused her little bodyguard to come at me. Atlee was ready for him.

He jumped up and sprang across the table kicking trays and food everywhere. Memphis didn’t get a chance to touch me before Atlee tackled him to the ground. Darry had his hands full holding the other one back.

All the hatred I had poured down at the girl I had pressed back into the table.

“My brother wouldn’t touch your sister with his dick.” I growled while nodding towards Memphis who was on the ground struggling against Atlee’s hold.

Novalee’s eyes darkened, and for the first time I saw a hint of hatred burning across her face.

“No,” she hissed back. “He used his own dick when he held my sister down and raped her.”

My fingers tightened and I could feel her pulse against my hand. She might look calm, but she was scared. I could feel the fear coming off her and so could my dick. The pink tint of exertion flowing down her neck had me harder than stone.

I was thrown off by the sudden urge to tear her clothes off, but it went away as quickly as it came. One look at the sneer on her face was all it took to reign myself back in.

“This is your last warning. Get the fuck out of my school.” I folded over her small body to growl in her ear. “Or, I’ll fucking destroy you.”

NOVALEE

As far as first days went, this wasn’t the worst. That award went to grade five when I tripped over the art teachers desk and accidentally dyed my face blue. This day had nothing on the two weeks I spent looking like a Smurf. Sure I may have made a few enemies, and was attacked by Gio Mancini in the cafeteria.

But I didn’t have a sock stuck to my ass anymore and my face was still it’s original fair – I refuse to tan so I’ll be the whitest girl alive – complexion. And the freckles on my nose and forehead didn’t count. They weren’t cute, I don’t care what anyone said. Those dots were as annoying as Gio Mancini.

Was I bothered by the fact that I was in the same school as him? Of course. Gio was an asshole, his brother was an asshole,his friends were assholes – especially Atlee. Now I knew why he smiled when I told him my name.

I knew that Gio went to this school – Memphis had a boy crush on him in tenth grade – But a little heads up from Atlee about his friendship group would’ve been nice. I’d devise an evil plan for payback later. Right now I just wanted to go home.

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