Page 29 of The Revenge You Seek
My stomach knots knowing that I didn't help with that situation.
"What the fuck was that with you and the new guy earlier?" Brax asks, his eyes drilling into the top of my head as I stare at my dinner.
I knew the question was coming. They were unlikely to forget jumping to my defense in statistics earlier.
"It was nothing?"
"Nothing?"
"Luca wants to kill him and he treated you like a piece of shit."
"He barely spoke to me," I argue.
"Maybe not, but the way he looked at you. It was like he wanted you to go up in flames right in that spot."
7
Kane
"Did you know?" I ask, throwing my bag at the wall in the living room as I stare at the three assholes sitting around the dining table stuffing their faces with dinner.
The bag hits with a thud leaving a dark mark on the wall before crashing to the floor. But it doesn't make me feel any better.
Right now, nothing aside from getting my hands on her will go anywhere near making me feel any better.
Okay, maybe landing a punch on Luca's smug fucking face like I've been holding myself back from for the past fucking three hours might do something.
The three of them stare at me as if I've sprouted another head.
"Know what?" Devin finally asks.
"Did you know she was here?"
"She?" Ezra asks, his brows drawing together. “Wh—"
"Holy shit," Devin interrupts, clearly having a light bulb moment. "No fucking way. She's not?" His eyes are so wide, I wonder if they're about to pop out.
I stumble back on aching legs until my calves hit the couch and I drop down, lowering my head into my hands as three confused sets of eyes drill into me.
"She's here like… she goes here now?" Ezra asks, obviously up to speed on the situation.
"She was in my class, so I'm assuming so," I mutter into my palms.
Silence echoes around the room as they wait to see my reaction to this and also try to figure out what to say.
Scarlett Hunter has been a touchy subject for me for… a long time and they all try to avoid talking about her at all costs because they never know how I'm going to react—and nor do I.
"So…" Devin says inquisitively, testing the water."What happens now? You're… you're staying, right?"
I drag my head from my hands and meet his concerned stare. Out of everyone, he knows just how hard I've worked to make this happen, which means only he really understands just how much I would be throwing away if I were to turn my back on it—on her.
"Of course I'm fucking staying," I bark. "I haven’t gone through everything I have for her to ruin everything.”
“O-okay good,” he stutters while the twins look at me bemused.
“It’s nothing,” I say with a wave of my hand but we all know it’s a lie.
To get here, I had to have the help of their father and we all know that Victor Harris' help comes with a serious cost.
