Page 30 of All of My Life

“Is there a problem here?”

I closed my eyes, then took a deep breath before I screamed the building down. Chasin Carver was turning my life into a circus, and he didn’t even care. Opening my eyes, I saw him standing in front of Coach Renner, Coach Donaldson knowing better than to call him back to the boys’ side of the gym.

“Did…did you do this to her?” Coach Renner asked him, clearly appalled by the colorful viciousness, the bad makeup job probably making them look worse than they really were.

“Yes, I did,” Chasin announced loud enough for the entire gym to hear. “Considering that she’s my girlfriend, I can do whatever I want to her, Coach Renner.” Eyeing her carefully, he added, “Providing that she gives her consent.”

As soon as it dawned on Coach Renner that this disaster had been a mutual thing, she said, “You’re late, Jett. Give me two laps.”

The second that she walked away, I looked over at Chasin. “You can’t keep doing this.”

“Doing what?”

“Turning my life upside down,” I answered.

“You haven’t seen anything yet, baby,” he warned before giving me a kiss on the top of my head, then turning to rejoin the guys on the other side of the gym.

With nothing more to do or say, I walked towards the stairs that led to the track on the second floor, then gave Coach Renner her two laps, glad that I didn’t have to play basketball.

Chapter 19

Chasin~

I was ready to explode; I could feel it.

As I stripped out of my clothes, my mind kept reverting back to the conversation that I’d had with Russ. Jett hadn’t said a word about West ever asking her out, and that was bothering me more than anything else. It made me question what else she might be keeping from me, but that also didn’t feel right. It was more like I had dropped the ball than that she was keeping secrets from me, but still. The entire thing was leaving a bad taste in my mouth, and I didn’t like it.

I also didn’t like how Jett was being treated like an idiot or a victim. I should have just staked my claim on her after our first night at the bridge, and then none of this shit would be happening. I shouldn’t have cared about the part of me that had hated her. I should have made her my girlfriend back then, letting everyone think what they wanted.

After I was dressed, I sat on the bench, doing my best to get my shit together. I didn’t want to meet Jett at my car while I was still fuming about West and everyone else at this fucking school. The look on Coach Renner’s face was still pissing me off, and while I had no problem with her judging me, I had a problem with her judging Jett, and I guess that was the heart of all my issues. I wanted to protect her from everything, but I couldn’t, and that was fucking with me. Jett wasn’t as invested in me as I was in her, so if she found herself in the center of a shitstorm, then I could see her trying to leave me, and I couldn’t let that happen. No matter what, that was the one thing that she couldn’t do.

“Well, well, well…what do we have here?”

I looked up to see Sierra strolling into the boys’ locker room like she owned it. Granted, plenty of girls had gotten fucked in this room, but it was still reserved for the male students at this school. I also noticed that no one else was around, making me wonder how long I’d been sitting inside my thoughts.

I stood up to leave, but Sierra quickly made her way in front of me. If she had any idea of the kind of mood that I was in, she’d turn and run as fast as her legs could carry her. In fact, Jett was the only person in the world that could get me out of my current mood, and people should revere the girl for the power that she held over me.

“What’s the rush?” Sierra asked coyly.

“Get out of my way, Sierra,” I said, trying to sound bored, lest she got it in her head that I cared.

“Oh, c’mon, Chasin,” she cooed. “Don’t be like that.”

“I’m not being like anything,” I lied. “I just need to go. In case you aren’t aware, my girlfriend is waiting for me.”

Her blue eyes flashed, and it was too late to cover her emotions up. However, before I could gloat, Sierra was whipping her uniform shirt over her head. I stood there as she undressed, oblivious to the fact that you couldn’t tempt a guy with what he’d already seen a million times. Though Sierra had the body of a porn star, you could find that on lots of girls if you took the time to look. My dick was addicted to the only girl that had ever bled on it, and no amount of silicone would ever change that.

“West’s not here, Sierra,” I told her. “Might as well put your clothes back on.”

Though Sierra was a beautiful girl, she was ugly when angry. “You can’t tell me that Jett Morgan is better than I am in bed, Chasin. I refuse to believe it.”

“You can refuse to believe it all you want,” I snorted. “Your denial doesn’t take away from the truth that Jett Morgan is a fucking goddess when she’s sitting on my dick, and I’d marry her tomorrow if I thought that she’d say yes.”

Sierra’s eyes widened, her cuckoo clock working overtime when she reached back to remove her bra, instead of telling me to fuck off. Within seconds, she was standing naked in front of me, and me and my dick couldn’t care less.

“You can say what you want, but Jett will never be me,” she went on. “She’ll never have my body, my face, or let you fuck her up the ass the way that I’ve let you do to me.”

I was so done with this chick. “You want to know what else Jett doesn’t have?” I didn’t give her a chance to answer. “She doesn’t have a long list of dicks that she’s ridden.” Sierra’s back snapped straight at that. “She doesn’t have to get tested regularly because she’s spreading her legs for too many guys to count. She also doesn’t have to worry about me sticking my dick anywhere that’s not in her. You want to know why? Jett Morgan has the one thing that none of the other girls in this school or city have ever had, Sierra. She’s got my cum dripping down her legs on a regular basis, and if you think you can ever tempt me away from what it feels like to cum inside her tight body, then you are out of your rabid ass mind.”

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