Page 87 of Exes That Puck
She peels my arm off her body as I stare out the window. The rejection stings, but part of me respects her for it.
Voices carry from outside, then someone starts pounding on my door. Not knocking—pounding.
“Ava,” I snap, annoyed, as Brianne opens the door.
Except it’s not Ava. It’s Kara.
I don’t know what to think because I wasn’t expecting this.
She takes in the scene—me and Brianne in my locked bedroom—and her face twists with rage before she storms off.
“Kara,” I shout, following her.
Ava and Scott watch from the couch while Westley looks up from his phone.
“Kara!”
She spins around. “No! You didn’t even ask me about the text message. You just stormed off! And then I catch you locked in a room with that!” She points at Brianne who is now standing in the hallway, watching us.
“That?” Ava mocks from the couch.
Brianne says something, but I can’t hear it over Kara shouting. I’ve completely tuned her out. I don’t want to hear anything she’s saying. Then Kara looks past me and yells, “You got something to say? Huh?”
I realize she’s not talking to me anymore as she rushes toward Brianne. I catch her before she can reach her, wrapping my arms around her waist.
“Whoa!” Ava jumps up to protect her friend.
“This is what it’s like living in this house? Hells yeah! Best first day,” Scott laughs. “Damn, Westley.”
Kara’s still trying to get at Brianne, kicking her feet while I basically carry her away. I have to admit, knowing she’d throw down for me takes some of the edge off my anger.
I drag her outside and shut the door behind us, setting her down on the porch.
She shoves me hard. “Are you fucking serious, Zeke?”
I scoff, finally calm. Kara has taken on the madness for both of us. I feel chill as I say, “We didn’t do anything. Relax.”
She laughs bitterly, getting in my face. “Relax?Relax!Don’t lie to me, you piece of shit.”
Here we go.
She spits, “The first thing you thought about doing was fucking some other bitch! You haven’t fucking changed at all!”
I step closer, looking down at her. “Like you’re so innocent. Josh Sampers?”
“What were you about to do in there withBrianne?” She draws out the name mockingly, and I can’t help but laugh.
“This isn’t funny!”
I chuckle again. “Oh, it is, because why would you care what I’m doing if you’re about to see Josh while I’m at an away game? I won’t even be in the state, Kare.” Her eyes narrow. “And you know what? You and I are broken up!”
“We’re not that broken up because we’re still fucking!” she shouts for the entire neighborhood to hear.
“Yeah, well, maybe that needs to end.”
She flinches, taking a step back. “Why? Because I’m a cockblock?”
I drag my hands down my face. “You shouldn’t care, Kara. We are not together. You broke up with me.” I say it like she’s stupid because I’m starting to think she might be.
