Page 5 of Foul & Fake
I’m going to delete these once we get past the shit I’m supposed to already know. Give me five things I’d know about you if we were actually dating.
I glance back over at Vito and try to remember whatever it was he just said. Oh, he still doesn’t believe she exists. “She’s real. We have a date tomorrow night.”
“Yeah? You bringing her to the bonfire?”
I forgot about the damn bonfire Colin Masters is throwing, and unfortunately for me our striker might have a bigger mouth than Vito. “Yeah, she’ll be there.” She doesn’t have a choice.
“Huh. Well alright then. I’m excited to meet her.”
Cupcake
My brothers’ names are Jacob and Edward, I want to go into investigative journalism when I graduate, I grew up in Rhode Island but my parents moved here when I started school, I’m allergic to strawberries, and I have the gene that makes cilantro taste like soap.
Me
Jacob and Edward? Like that vampire movie where they sparkled? Sunset or whatever it was called.
Cupcake
We were all born before the books came out, it’s just a terrible coincidence.
Me
That’s hilarious. Sucks about the cilantro though, it’s a signature ingredient in the best foods.
Glancing up, I find Vito watching me with a narrowed gaze. “So what are you doing to Lucy next since this was a fail?”
“I’m thinking she’d look good bald,” he mutters. “Crazy b—” he catches himself, huffing — “girl.”
I can’t help but to laugh at his pain and feel thoroughly relieved I don’t have to deal with the same shit. “Alright well, I’m going to go to my room.” And jack off. “You have fun planning pranks, and if you need help, let me know in like… ten minutes.”
“Generous,” he chuckles. “But alright.” Nodding, he waits until I’m almost at my door to clear his throat. “What about this girl makes her so special?”
Damn. This is something I can’t really bullshit about because I don’t know enough about her, but what Icando is sprinkle some more truths in. “I don’t know. She was actually kind of mean to me, but I also know I deserved it. I liked her fire and the fact that she didn’t really take my shit without tossing some back, and honestly… I really want to fuck her. I don’t mind waiting a while to do it.”
“Oooooh, I get it. You want her cause you can’t have her. Got it. Your secret is safe with me, Reyes. My lips are sealed.”
God, that makes me sound like a dick, but if it’ll keep him from telling the guys our relationship isn’t real, I’ll stick to it. “She’s so fucking innocent looking, Vito. I don’t know if she’s even had her hair pulled.”
His eyebrows raise. “For real? Fuck, there’s something so hot about conning yourself into believing you’re the only guy a chick has ever touched. Let me see a picture of her.”
Yeah, if only she didn’t already tell me about her fuck buddy. “Hold on.” I take a risk and pull up the video, fast forwarding to when I open her door, and although she does cover up in a flash, I absolutely have a split second I can screenshot of her with that vibrator. If I do it now I’ll get a boner so I move on and screenshot her once she’s standing up all angry at me and completely covered up. Even here, she looks beautiful, blurry or not. “Alright. It’s not a good one since she was yelling at me, but here.”
I hold my phone with a death grip and point it his way, fully prepared to fight him if he tries to snatch it for a closer look. I might’ve blackmailed her, but I have no plans on showing anyone the video… or deleting it. That’s mine.
His eyes flick up and down the screen as he smirks. “Oh yeah, you’re fucked. She’s gonna ruin your life.”
“See those glasses? I want to cover them in cum.” It takes me looking at him to realize I said that out loud. Oops. “Maybe she is… fuck.”
“I hope it’s worth it, bud. Girls like that want trust funds and proposals, not a manwhore on a power trip. Not saying that’s what you are, but… it’s kinda what we all are.”
I’d argue if I, well, had an argument.
Locking my phone, I back toward my room with a sigh. “We’ll see. Let me know what you think of her after you meet her tomorrow.”
“Will do. Don’t tug it too hard, it’ll fall off.”
Laughing, I disappear into my room and lock it, then set up some music for a little privacy.
