Page 106 of How to Get Revenge on a Cheating Ex
She drops her hands, seemingly surprised by my even tone and overall lack of giving a shit.
“Honestly?” She winces as she gives a little shrug. “I didn’t think you’d care.”
I stare at her for a second. “You mean, you didn’t think I’d find out.”
She rolls her eyes, leaning back against the car beside me again. “That too. But seriously, I thought even if you did find out, you wouldn’t care. You didn’t really pay much attention to meunless you wanted to hook up. I always got the feeling that we were both just sort of...killing time. It wasn’t like we were arealcouple, you know?”
I look over to see her eyeing me warily. Like she’s afraid she’s hurt my feelings.
She hasn’t. I’m now painfully aware that this girl is completely incapable of hurting me. There’s only one girl who’s gotten close enough to cause serious damage and she’s probably cursing my name right now as she nurses Toni back to sobriety.
Rina gives me a small smile. “I’m right, aren’t I?”
I don’t bother to deny or confirm. “My best friend, though?”
“Yeah. That was…a mistake.” She has the good grace to flinch. “Sorry.”
We’re both quiet for a little, until I get tired of drawing this out.
She was shitty. I was shitty.
Maybe we’re just two shitty people.
I lean over to bump my shoulder against hers. “I’m sorry I was a crappy boyfriend.”
It's the best peace offering I’ve got in me.
She shrugs. “You were fine. But I realized pretty early on that you were never going to let me all the way in, you know?”
I nod. Unfortunately, I do know. As Bailey so brutally pointed out, I’ve done a stellar job of keeping just about everyone at arm’s length ever since my dad walked out.
Even Grayson, though he’d gotten closer than most.
So, where the hell was that self-preservation when it came to Bailey?
“But I am sorry,” Rina says. “You deserved better than that. And so did Bailey.” She looks over at me, her expression pained again. “Is she okay?”
I shrug.
“It must have sucked for her,” she continues.
I say nothing. But Rina doesn’t seem to get the message that I don’t want to talk about my new faux girlfriend to my cheating ex. “At least she got her revenge tonight though, right?” She shakes her head, amusement dripping from her tone. “Poor Grayson. Everyone’s talking about how disgusted she looked when he kissed her.” She makes this funny angry face and raises her voice in what I gather is supposed to be an imitation of Bailey. “Touch me again and I’ll cut off your dick.”
Rina tips her head back with a laugh.
I’m staring at her now. “Wait. Bailey said that?”
Rina’s still laughing as she nods. “A bunch of people heard her. That and a whole speech she gave him about how pathetic he is.” She widens her eyes. “And, I mean. He is. What kind of asshole goes after his best friend’s girl?”
I stare at her, but I can’t bring myself to point out that she was a part of that equation. Because…hell.
I lift a hand to my chest, as if that’s going to help. It doesn’t. My ribcage feels like it’s being crushed.
One part of me is proud as hell that Bailey told him off, but another part of me is drowning in regret at the way I walked away.
Shit. Would it have made a difference?
We’d still be over. If not tonight, then soon enough, right?
