Page 11 of Filthy Few

“Stay the fuck away from my sister, witch,” he whispers, his voice is low but his words are filled with warning. Not one to go down without a fight, I throw my arms around his neck loving how he stiffens, I brush my lips against the shell of his ear as I answer.

“Scared your sister likes me more than you, Voxy, or are you just worried she will enjoy playing on the dark side with me?” His other hand grips the back of my head tangling in my hair, I bite down on my bottom lip to keep from hissing out in pain when he tugs on the strands. To everyone else we look like a loved up couple not two people at fucking war. My mouth parts in a silent gasp when he brushes his lips against the side of my neck.

“You just made this ten times worse for yourself, witch. You will be the one tapping out. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He releases me without another word and stalks off, his three shadows all shoot me sinister smirks before following after their leader. Before I can stare after them and wrap my head around what the fuck just happened, Nexus is in front of me gripping my arms and shaking me.

“What the fuck was that?” he hisses low enough for only us to hear. I try to break free of his hold but the bastard just tightens his grip

“Get your fucking hands off me,” I grit out.

Nexus darts his gaze around the quad, his features smooth as he takes in the crowd Vox and I gathered. He releases meand places his hands on my shoulders as if he is massaging the wrinkles out of my shirts.

“Stay the hell away from my friends, piggy,” he warns.

“Fuck off, Nexus,” Vivi grits out, then snags my hand and drags me away from my stepbrother. The cheer bitches don’t shift out of our way. “Move!”

Nicole pays Vivian no attention, she looks directly at me with a look of disgust plastered over her plastic face. “Stay the hell away from Vox?—”

I cut her off before she can finish. “Bitch, please, you want him? Take him because he is the last guy I want on me or inside me.” Vivian makes a show of gagging. I smirk at Nicole. “Here’s a tip, you want Voxy warming your bed every night, maybe try not being a cunt to his twin sister.”

“Like how you are befriending the school reject?” she claps back, without thinking I tug my hand free of Vi’s and step into Nicole. Her eyes widen in surprise before she schools her features.

“The only reject I see here is you. Unlike your pack of mutts I don’t have ulterior motives with my friendship with Vivian. I’d rather fuck her than her twin, that is where you and me are different.” Just to be a bitch, I tap her on the nose with my finger, shoot her a wink, then shoulder past the bitch.

Chapter Eight

Vox

I have chem with the witch last period, if she thinks because that video of her sticking up for my sister is trending that I will go easy on her, she is mistaken. All she has done is painted a bigger target on her back.

“What the fuck was that?” Nexus grits out as he falls into step beside me toward last period.

“What waswhat?” I say acting dumb.

“Don’t fuck with me, Vox. Your sister is off limits and so is mine.” I whirl around on him and grip the front of his shirt, not giving a fuck that everyone in the crowded hallway is watching.

“Don’t ever compare her to Vivian again, she isn’t even your blood.”

A wicked glint enters his eyes. “Maybe not mine but she is someone's blood.” I release his cryptic ass with a hard shove andstalk off toward my last class. The second I enter the room I spot her in the back of the class in her usual seat. I smirk, I have to give her credit, I expected her to change seats and try to avoid me but she is proving to be a tough bitch to crack, never backing down and always rising to the challenge. I drop my books on the table, she doesn’t flinch at the loud sound instead she just shifts as far away from me as she can.

I admit, I am finding it odd that she isn’t throwing herself at me or my boys like every other cum guzzler here with a hole. The fight in her and the way she didn’t back down today made my cock hard, I may just give her a pity fuck before I destroy her. I watch her from the corner of my eye and can see she is tense, I would even go as far as to say she seems concerned about something.

“Something on your mind, witch?” I taunt. She ignores me and continues to stare ahead, waiting for the lesson to begin. Not one to be ignored, I grab my pencil off the top of the table and stab it into the side of her thigh. When my pencil snaps, I turn to her and glare. A smirk tugs at the edge of her mouth.

“Tsk tsk, Voxy. Do you think I don’t learn from my mistakes?” When she moves her hand to lift the side of her skirt up my brows raise, she has an exercise book taped to her thigh. My eyes narrow at the sight of it, two can play this game, witch. I toss my pencil on the top of the table. She smiles triumphantly until I lay my hand on the top of her thigh. She sits ramrod straight and snaps her gaze to me. “Get your hand off me,” she hisses.

I cock my head to the side and lean in, brushing my nose along the column of her neck as I dip my hand between her thighs, allowing my pinky to brush against her panties. I even groan low in her ear when I brush against it again.

“I bet you would spread those creamy thighs for me if I told you too.” She turns her head so her cheek brushes against mine.

“Miss Collier, Vox has his hand up my skirt!” I reel back with wide eyes, every set of eyes in the room is focused on us. The little witch shoots me a wink before plastering on a frightened look for the benefit of the teacher.

“Mr. Hatchett, the principal's office, now!” Miss Collier snaps, I shoot Nova a look that promises pain and retribution as I stand and snatch my books off the table.

“You are going to pay for that,” I grit out.

“Mmm hmm,” she says as she waves me away with her fucking hand. We may get a free pass with a lot of shit at school because of who we are and what our last names are, but not even the school can overlook something like this. I won’t be punished but to save face they have to act like I am going to get in shit. We’re supposed to fly under the radar and not draw any unwanted attention to ourselves. I give it five minutes tops before every student's phone is blowing up with the news of what happened. Instead of going to the principal's office, I wait by my locker knowing my boys will be alerted and come looking for me.

Right on time.

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