Page 28 of Prince of Pain

As much as the guys all used her, they wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her either, especially Mason.

“Is that Tempest? That girl’s a mess,” Maddox stated as he sat beside me, glancing at my phone. “I’ll give a thousand bucks to any guy in the country who hasn’t stuck their dick in her.”

“Fuck off,” I snorted, scrolling down to find more damn photos of her drunkenly staggering around the party half-naked. People were being assholes in the comments too, pissing me off.

Channing didn’t really give a shit about making her look bad, but Mason might have since he was head over heels in love with her.

I’d unblocked the guys’ numbers, so I clicked on Mason’s contact and sent him a text before I could stop myself.

Ryder: Tell Chan to stop posting pics of Tempest like that. Her dad’s going to see them and murder you.

Mason: Unblocked me, huh? We were just talking about you, Prince Ryder. Come sniff some coke and fuck her, you’ll feel better. Even warmed her pussy up for you. Chan said fuck off.

Ryder: You’re an asshole. You don’t even care about her.

Mason: Sorry, I forgot you already railed her today. Nice marks you left behind. And you think I’m the asshole?

I tilted my phone screen away, but Maddox had already seen it, and he managed to look surprised. “The girl you’re screwing is Tempest? Bro, bad idea.”

“You’re still fucking her?” Jett groaned, and Maddox glared at him.

“You knew this was a regular thing? Why didn’t I know?”

“Sorry, man. We might be boyfriends-in-law, but Ry is my bro,” Jett shrugged, earning a dirty look from Maddox. He snatched my phone from my hands and I saw red, throwing a fist at him and catching his jaw.

“Give me that!”

He stared at me for a moment before handing it back, jabbing a finger against my chest. “I’ll give you that one, but do it again, and I’m going to give you a black eye.”

“Me and Tempest aren’t a thing, I cut her off when I got home from rehab. Today was a mistake and I told her that.”

“You bet your ass it was a mistake. Kissing her would probably get you high.”

“I fucking get it, okay? She just needed me and I helped her. It got heated, that’s all.” I glanced down at my phone as it buzzed again, Mason’s name on the screen.

Mason: You’re a selfish prick, you know? She really likes you and you don’t give a shit.

Ryder: I do give a shit, I’m probably the only one who does, but I have to think of myself. I can’t be around the drugs, dude. How many times do I have to repeat that I’m clean?

Mason: You mean you’re fucking boring.

“Ry, let it go,” Jett warned, drawing my attention. “It’s not worth you getting upset over.”

“That prick really gets under my skin sometimes,” I admitted as if they had any idea who I was talking about, putting my phone away without replying as I grabbed the gaming controller. “Who’s versing me?”

Maddox and I ended up going head-to-head, and after he won the next three games, my mood had completely turned sour.

Everyone was good at everything, but the only thing I was good at was fucking things up.

“Fuck this shit,” I snapped, throwing the controller hard across the room, hearing it shatter into pieces as I stood and stalked out, snatching my keys off the table.

“Ry—” I didn’t need Maddox trying to parent me. I was so fucking sick of everyone. I turned to face him, clenching my fists and making him stop following me. “We don’t have to game anymore, man. We can just watch a movie.”

“Fuck you guys. You think I want to sit here being babysat all night?”

“We’re just hanging out like we always have,” he said slowly, but I shook my head and opened the door.

“Leave me the fuck alone, Maddox. You guys don’t need me now that you have each other.”

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