Page 66 of Tainted Romance

I nodded my head.

“I’ll message ya.” He gave Blake a scowl and walked off, heading back in the direction of Ebony.

He’ll message me.God’s sake. I had been dying to speak to him. I didn’t care if the conversation we had was completely pointless. I just wanted to talk to him.

“Thanks for that,” I huffed, slamming my locker shut. I clenched my books at my side.

Blake was wearing his usual pissed off expression. “So, you’re lying to me now?” His hardened eyes locked on mine. “Glad to know you give more of a fuck about him than me.”

I opened my mouth to explain that it wasn’t like that, but Blake had already stormed off before I could get a chance.

I groaned, and the morning got better. I watched my only real friend storm off with the shits.

My eyes flicked back to Ebony and Zane, they were laughing again, what the hell was so funny?

And why the hell did she have to keep touching him?

Were they flirting?

Ebony’s wide polished smile broadened, while she continued to laugh.

I suppose it didn’t help Zane was fucking grinning down at her like she was the funniest woman on the planet.

My stomach twisted when I heard the school bell ring. Looks like I couldn’t prolong walking past them any longer.

Holding my head high, I headed for class. I can do this. I am doing this. Lucky for me the timing was perfect as the halls quickly filled with students. I managed to get past them without either of them glancing at me.

And that hurt.

It hurt a lot.

He knew I was Blake-free, but he didn’t bother to stop and talk to me. He didn’t do his normal cocky thing and stop me. Perhaps things weren’t going as well as I thought.

It felt like all the progress we had made had just been wiped, and it wasn’t me determining that. It was him.

It was Zane pulling away fromme.

I wasn’t one for nerves as I rarely got them, but, lately, it was as if I was filled with nothing but nerves, and Zane did nothing but flame them.

The week had passed uneventfully. Zane was avoiding me. In fact, his behavior only got worse when the pack’s family run got postponed for a week due to Alpha Harris having to go out of town for business.

Seeing as Zane had mentioned he would call or message me, my phone had been glued to me ever since.

But he hadn’t called.

Or messaged.

In fact, he hadn’t even glanced in my direction for more than a second. I found myself hovering in common areas around the house, in case I ran into him.

But still, that hadn’t happened.

Blake still wasn’t speaking to me so it wasn’t like I could go and see him. So here I was, alone, at the pack house with not one friend.

Not even Ryder was around anymore. I had called him a few times, and he had yet to return any of my calls.

I fiddled with the strap of my dress while waiting outside. Still can’t believe I had agreed to this.

The front door opened, and I turned to see who it was.

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