Page 173 of Unleashed

“Somewhat?”

She smiles, as if indulging me. “My best friend shot some videos of us on a recent date. I’d like you to see them and hear what he said about you.”

Before I can respond, Trashy plays a video of Greg sitting at a picnic table.

“Are you in love with Simone?”

“Get real. I have standards.

“Did you ever want to date Simone?”

“Nope.”

“Have you had sex with her?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“She’s not my type. She gets around. She’s too young for me. She gets on my nerves. The list goes on and on.”

My stomach free falls, and in the following video, I see him making out with her, and when she clutches his dick, he grabs her hand but doesn’t stop her. My stomach slams into the ground.

Pulling the phone away, Trashy says, “Greg said he needs to tell you the truth, but I don’t think he has. It’s almost like he doesn’t know how and the guilt is eating him alive, even affecting sex with me. It’s not fair. I don’t want you to have false hope.” So he’s actually fucking her.

I clear my throat and squeeze my glove. “Um, thank you for showing me the truth.”

“Sure. I’d want to know.”

Spinning around, I march out to the field. I notice Greg is throwing the ball with Nico instead of waiting for me. At the end of the row of pairs, Val smiles. “Looks like I’m your partner.”

I stop. “Why?”

She sighs with a frown and appears afraid to tell me. “Rod said he wanted to practice with Nicky.”

“He did, did he?” Next to us, Amos and Crick practice. Amos’s sympathetic smile pushes me over an edge I didn’t know I was balancing on. “This is bullshit.”

I stomp four partners down the line. Before Greg throws to Nico, I ask, “What the hell is your problem, Rodwell?”

Through clenched teeth, he throws the ball. “Can you not do this here?”

“Why are you so mad at me? Because I kissed you?”

Nico holds the ball and waits for me to move, but I don’t. Greg turns to me. “Well, yeah. Don’t do it.”

I keep my voice low and steady. “But you kissed me last night. Now, it’s forbidden? We made love countless times this week, and you regret being with me?”

Greg smirks, but it’s all wrong, like he’s playing a part. “The clock struck midnight for Cinderella, and now she doesn’t dig reality. We fucked a lot. Your father is gone, so let’s not delude ourselves into thinking it was more.”

“I guess I am living in a goddamn fairytale if I thought you weren’t using me for sex.”

Nico approaches me and sighs. “Simone, please don’t do this.”

I ignore him as Greg tries to ignore me. “Come on, Ferrera. Throw the ball.”

“You could’ve told me the truth, how you never wanted to date, fuck, marry, or love me. I saw a video of you and Tansy making out on your date, with her feeling you up. She said you’re sleeping with her. You told her I’m not your type, I’m too young, and I screw every guy that moves! I guess that includes you!”

Greg’s furious eyes fly over my head, and he grits his teeth. Amos and Val come up behind me, with Amos saying, “Honey, let’s sit down for a minute.”

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