Page 102 of How to Get Revenge on a Cheating Ex
But then he straightens and turns to face me, and his eyes are blank. There’s just a dark void where there used to be warmth and laughter.
“Zack, I can explain.” I stop with a wince when I realize I sound just like Grayson.
“No need.” He shrugs. “We’re done, right?”
“I didn’t...” That’s not fear that makes my chest feel like it’s being torn apart from the inside out.
It’s not fear and it’s not panic.
It’s something so much worse.
“I didn’t kiss Grayson.” My voice sounds too weak, and Zack doesn’t even glance in my direction as he closes the back door on Toni.
“It sure looked like you did.” His smirk is what does it. It finally cuts through the pain and gives me a heaping dose of anger.
“Aren’t you even going to let me explain?”
He lifts a shoulder and heads toward the driver’s side. “If you want.”
“If I want...” I trail off with a loud exhale. “So what, that’s it? We’re just...done? We’re over just like that?”
My voice is climbing higher but he doesn’t so much as flinch as he slides into his driver’s seat.
“You should probably get in the back with Toni,” he says. “She might need some help.”
I stare at him until he slams his door shut.
Then I slide into the back, behind the driver’s seat, and next to a miserable looking Toni.
“Zack, talk to me,” I say. “You can’t just shut me out.”
“There’s a water bottle by the arm rest,” he says in response. Like he’s a freakin’ Uber driver and not the guy who was making out with me in this very same backseat the night before.
“Zack,” I start again.
But he clicks on the radio making it even harder to talk, and then he’s driving us back to my house.
I look at Toni, who’s staring wide-eyed back at me.
“You can’t go home like this,” I tell her.
She nods.
“Want to sleep over?”
She nods again.
I force a small smile even though my heart is breaking.
“I’m sorry about tonight,” she whispers.
My smile makes my face feel like it's going to shatter, and I fight the urge to look for his gaze in the rearview mirror.
I know I won’t find him looking back at me.
He’s already cut and run.
“At least it’s out in the open,” I say to make her feel better. I hand her the water. “I guess it’s all over now.”
