Zander clenches his fist, and I know if I don’t do something, this can become a problem. Bringing Keir up specifically tells me there’s far more to research and unravel. Something between Matteo, Zander, Keir, and now Marcus.
C’mon, think of something that will make guys squirm.
An immediate thought follows as I grip Zander’s arm just to get his attention.
“Zander. Can you buy me a box of pads, please?”
The palpable anger on his face dissolves in seconds while he looks confused.
“You’re not on your period?”
“Yes, I am,” I huff like he just insulted me. “What? You want me to be pregnant?”
When I see the beginning lifts of his corners, I put my finger on his lips to shut him up.
“Don’t answer that! Just go get me some before school starts!” I hiss and push him in a different direction. “I’m heading to my locker. Meet me there.”
Without looking Marcus’ way, I head to the stairs that are just a few short steps away. I know Zander is watching me like a hawk because I can feel his eyes.That lurking vibe that you’re being watched.
I’m reminded yet again that Warren, aka Aries, hasn’t watched over me since he got his Ruthless King title. It shouldn’t be a big deal because I can handle myself, but then again, it concerns me how distant he’s been.
Doing everything to stay as far away from me as possible.
Why?
I don’t know what I did for him to suddenly keep his distance. There has to be some sort of reasoning, but I’ve yet to have the time or mental capacity to think about it right now.
I have to confront him about it.
Another of many to add to the list.
When the buzz of students surrounds me, I try to wonder what that is all about.
The familiar ding of my phone encourages me to pull it out and try to see who texted me. I haven’t even customized it since it’s new, but I know Zander transferred all my contacts to this new phone when I was recovering.
Yet, this contact is new…because I don’t recognize ‘Ring Leader W’.
Opening the text already gives me a hunch on who it is.
RINGER LEADER W:
“Keep this contact if you ever need a helping hand, Pigtails. I’m pretty good in the realms of search and rescue.”
The emojiat the end is a unique one of a pale girl in a red dress with silver pigtails.
“Great,” I whisper. “I have another stalker and don’t even remember who the fuck he is…”
What I do know now is Ringer Leader W is Marcus.
Who calls me Pigtails?
Who Matteo acknowledged, Theo knew about, and has some connection with Keir.
Who Zander hates because it looks like he can do what he can.
Who somehow has his contact on my phone despite it being new?
This should be a lot more frightening than I’d like to admit, yet I can’t be bothered. There are no more fucks to give to try to comprehend it all.