Steve
Wait, Malakai? As in your stepbrother, Malakai.
You fucking slut, were you fucking your brother while we were together?
I know I shouldn’t message him, but I don’t tolerate being called a slut.
Isla
First things first. Don’t you ever call me a slut. I was completely devoted to you while we were together. I never cheated and I don’t owe you any kind of explanation about anything.
Steve
You don’t want to explain anything because you’re a fucking whore who was going behind my back to fuck her brother. You’re disgusting. I can’t believe I spent two years with you.
Now I don’t feel so guilty about cheating on you at the lacrosse team party.
Then I came home and fucked you.
Oh, my god. His messages keep coming in and I exit out of the messages app because I’m already on the verge of tears.
I was completely loyal to him and he fucked someone else at least once while we were together. He called me the whore and the slut, and in actuality, he’s the cheating whore.
I feel sick.
The clock says it’s only eleven forty-five and I still have one more class to get through after this and it doesn’t start until two thirty.
I can do this.
Just mute him.
I shoot Kai a text and while I know he won’t get it until his practice is out, at least it will be there when he’s done.
Isla
So not only does the whole Coyotes fanbase know we’re married now—and people are being super nice about it. *Sarcasm* But Steve is now harassing me about being married. I still have one more class after this, and all I want to do is go home and cry under the covers.
What I don’t expect is for him to text back so quickly.
Kai
What did he say to you?
Isla
It’s not important. He’s just angry.
Kai
What. Did. He. Say. To. You?
I know he won’t leave it alone until I send them. I take ascreenshot of all the messages and the new ones that keep rolling in and send it to Kai.
Three dots appear for a few moments, then disappear, then come back again and I can just imagine him struggling to find words for everything he just read. I’ve completely missed this lecture and I hope I can talk Amanda, the PA, into giving me the PowerPoint so I won’t be completely fucked. I put my laptop into sleep mode and put my stuff in my bag and head to the bathroom before hitting the cafe to eat my lunch.
My phone pings as I’m drying my hands and I pull it out as I leave the bathroom.
Kai