Page 56 of Filthy Few

Waylen

Is it about the letters?

Me

No, I told you all I know but at least we know Mom is safe.

I told Waylen about the letters this morning after my shower. He was ecstatic but now suddenly he seems… I don’t know. He always says it back but this time he didn’t, and something in the pit of my gut says something is wrong. I climb out of the car and stand beside Vox’s car staring down at my phone until a shadow falls over me. I look up to see Vox standing there with a look of concern in his eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I nibble on my lip debating if I should tell him. “Is it about that pussy friend of yours?”

I glare at the asshole. “Waylen isn’t a pussy, you dick bag! But, yes,” I admit.

He grips my waist and forces me flush against his car as he crowds me. “What is it?”

“You know the tattoo I have?”

He rolls his eyes. “How could I forget seeing the bastard's name every time you're naked.”

I fight back my smirk at the hint of jealousy I hear in his tone. “Whenever one of us texts the other or says 4221, the answer isAlways together.”

He scrunches his face up. “And?”

“He never said it back.”

“Has this happened before?”

I shake my head. “Never. I feel like I got my mom back but somehow I’ve lost Waylen and I hate that I can’t call him.”

“Why not?”

“He said it isn’t safe to Facetime in case someone overhears.”

“How much does he know?”

“Everything. I never hide anything from him.” I can see he isn’t happy with my answer but I won’t keep anything from Waylen.

“Incoming,” Ez calls out, both Vox and I turn our heads to see Nicole, Pamela and the rest of the cheer sluts heading toward us. I take a deep breath and push Vox back a step. He tries to hold me back but I shake my head.

“I got this.” He searches my gaze for a second before releasing me. The sinister look on Nicole’s face tells me she isn’t going to leave this alone and wants to continue to try and tear me down.

“You really are a slut!” she sneers. Hayze and Archer form a wall to keep her away but they don’t need to do that.

“Fuck off, Nicole,” Vivian hisses.

“No one asked you, bitch.” I feel Vox at my back and know he is about to let loose on this bitch but it's time I handled my business.

“I warned you,” I sneer as I push through Archer and Hayze. Nicole opens her mouth but I don’t give her a chance to utter a word, I cock my arm back and punch her right in her nose. She screams and falls back on her ass. Her sidekicks scream and shout but when Brandy tries to step toward me I let loose. I kick her right in the stomach she hunches over but I’m not done, I grip the back of hair and yank her head up to deliver a hit to her nose, loving the sound of her bones breaking beneath my fist.

Before I can do more, Vox is there ripping me off the bitch. “Witch!” he scolds as he throws me over his shoulder, then keeps his arm locked on the back of my thighs as he storms across the lot toward the gym.

“They had it coming!” I scream as I pound my fists on his back. I lift my head to see Archer, Ezekiel, Hayze and Vivian running after us with huge ass smiles on their faces.

“Shut up, witch,” he snaps, then smacks my ass causing me to yelp.

“The fuck, Vox?” I seethe.

“Her father is the fucking principal, you idiot.” I still in his hold, fuck. Vox shoves through the doors of the gym and heads straight for the locker room. Once inside, he drags me down his body then shoves me against the lockers. I expect him to fight more but to my surprise he grabs my face and then smashes his lips to mine, robbing me of air. I clutch his shirt in my hands and press up on to my tiptoes to get better access to his mouth. He grabs my leg and lifts it so it locks around his waist. I moan into his mouth when he grinds against me. I can feel how hard he is for me and I want nothing more than for him to sink his cock inside me.

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