Page 18 of In the Danger Zone
“Anytime.” Leena linked her arm with Daisy’s. “Let’s just ditch this thing. I can come back later when everyone’s gone. Everyone here is a stuck-uploser.”
“Agreed,” Daisy whispered. “Let’s go.”
Ouch.
With that, Daisy and her friend turned right around and walked away. I so badly wanted to tell her that Asher was an asshole and that nothing he said mattered. I had never seen him be such a prick before. Part of me was still trying to process seeing that new side to him.
Daisy and Leena continued down the pathway. They were probably talking about me. About how I was nothing but an arrogant, frat boy prick. Maybe I had earned that label without even knowing it.
I watched Daisy closely until she became a dot in the distance. Until I was standing out there all alone.
All I felt was a dark rush of anger. Anger at Asher and at myself for being friends with a guy who could make someone as sweet as her feel so bad.
I had deserved everything she said to me.
Chapter 9
EVAN
The first game of the season had been good. I had gotten close to getting a hat trick, and the frustration of not meeting that expectation would annoy me for a little while. I was always trying to improve myself. But that was just game one. There was time to be better than I already was. Besides, I was still thinking about the other night. About Daisy. I just couldn’t get her out of my head.
I frowned as I yanked my locker open, pulling out my shit so I could get back to the house. She said she couldn’t trust people like me because I was friends with Asher…
What the hell went down with those two? Me and Asher were good friends, but I never asked about his school life. None of that mattered when all we really had in common was hockey. Camp days with him had been pretty normal. We hung out, we trained, we got along good. That was it. He never struck me as a guy who could be that big of an asshole like he was the other night.
I huffed, still remembering the look on Daisy’s face when she got up and ran out of the room. When all those people laughed at her. Fuck, that must have hurt.
I felt a nudge to my side, and I looked over to see Asher giving me a nod.
“What’s up with you?” he asked.
We hadn’t said a word to each other since the party. He had disappeared by the time I got back inside, and after that I was so damn pissed off that I just took off to the house. I suddenly wanted some distance from the guy I had known since I was a kid.
“What do you mean?” I mumbled, getting to work on pulling all my gear off.
“You’re being quiet.”
“So?”
“So, what’s your deal?”
“No deal. I just have nothing to say to you.” That was a lie. I had a lot to fucking say to him, but the last thing the locker room needed was to hear our drama.
Asher let out a long breath. “Okay, seriously, what’s up?”
“I told you. I have nothing to say.”
“You pissed off you haven’t gotten laid since we got here or something?”
“I’m pissed off about you acting like a fucking asshole the other night.” I finally lost it at him. With a quick hand I shut the door of my locker, the sharp sound of metal banging in the air. When I turned to Asher, there was a look of confusion on his face.
Asher shook his head. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“You shouldn’t have said that shit to Daisy the other night,” I said, my voice loud and clear. “You fucking made hercry, asshole. You didn’t need to humiliate her like that. What the hell is wrong with you?”
And then Asher laughed. He shut his own locker, leaned up against it, andlaughed.
“What the fuck is your problem?” I narrowed my eyes, stepping closer to him. “You can’t fucking treat people like that.”
