Page 57 of Degradation
Daisy’s tits are nicer.
‘Wanna come to the library?’ I ask, drawing close. ‘I know how much you love that corner in Nonfiction.’
And Mav says I’m not charming.
She giggles and slaps my chest. ‘I’m not just your booty call,’ she says reproachfully.
Sweetheart, you aren’t even that.
‘I know,’ I say, ‘but I’ve missed you. We don’t have todoanything. Just talk.’
God, my words make me want to vomit.
But she eats it up like I knew she would and practically hauls me down the walkway and into the library building. We get to Nonfiction, and I pull Jolie between my preferred stacks, the same ones Daisy saw me getting one of Jolie’s blowies in a few weeks ago, actually. She even starts to fall to her knees and unzips me.
But I take her by the throat before she can do any more than that. She looks up at me curiously, still not getting it until I squeeze, and her panicked eyes find mine.
I pull her to me, making sure she can barely breathe.
‘Go near Daisy again, incite violence against her, and I’ll kill you, Jolie. Understand?’
She gags, nodding her head as much as my hand will allow.
‘Words, Jolie,’ I snarl impatiently.
‘Yes, I understand,’ she rasps.
‘Good.’
I let her go and she practically collapses to the floor, breathing hard and coughing.
I turn to go but swing back. ‘Oh, I almost forgot. You and that harpy, Laurie, aren’t allowed in the KIP house anymore. Not ever.’
‘But she’s dating Marcus,’ Jolie rasps.
I snort. ‘Match made in Hell. They deserve each other.’
‘Are you crazy?’ Jolie snarls, pulling herself up.
‘Probably.’
‘I’m telling campus security what you did. Your scholarship is history, asshole!’
My laugh surprises even me. ‘C’mon, Jolie. You aren’t that dumb. You know what I do, who I do it for.’
‘Th-those are just rumors,’ she stammers.
‘No. They aren’t. Speak to your brother if you don’t believe me.’ I wink at her. ‘He’ll set you straight. Keep your mouth shut, or I’ll do it for you. Now, give me your phone.’
She gives it to me with a shaking hand and I use her face to unlock it. I flip through the videos and find the one of Daisy. I don’t watch it here though, mostly because I’m afraid I might lose my shit and choke this bitch here and now. Even I’ll never get away with that.
‘Did you send this to anyone else?’
She stares at my mulishly.
‘Did you?’ I slam her back against the bookshelf, sending some thick volumes thudding to the floor on the other side.
‘No!’ she hisses.
