Page 274 of Vile Boys

“Well fuck you too,” Caleb retorts.

“I just have poor memory, don’t take it personal,” Dylan mutters.

Alistair waves at me and smiles awkwardly. “So who are we killing?”

“Well, that’s one way to say hi,” Blaine says, then he focuses on the last of Penelope’s boyfriends. “And who are you?”

“Felix,” Penelope says.

“I’m only here because of her, so I hope for you it’s worth my fucking time,” he says, cracking his knuckles. “As long as there’s people to kill, I’m happy. Where are we going?”

“That’s all I wanted to hear,” Blaine muses. “Torres Casino downtown.”

Dylan makes a face. “Wait, isn’t that Kai’s—”

“Yes,” I reply. “It is. Is that a problem?”

He shrugs. “Not my problem if Kai hates us all.”

“He won’t,” I say. “He already knows.”

“And he’d let us bust up the place without making a fuss?”

“Yes.” Kai’s voice makes us all turn around.

And I’m not the only one shocked that both Nathan Reed and Milo Fletcher have also joined him.

“This had better be worth it, if I have to join up with those fuckers again,” Nathan says, as he approaches me, and I run to hug him.

“You came,” I say.

“Of course, I did. I told you, you call me when you need help, and I’ll be fucking there. I don’t fucking care what it is.”

“Fuck. Not these guys too,” Alistair says, rolling his eyes like he’s already tired before the fighting has started.

“Wait, you have some issues with them?” I ask Alistair.

“Duh, they’ve been fucking around with Felix’s sister,” Dylan answers.

“Hi, Blaine!” Milo says, waving like he’s happy to see him.

When I pull back and see Nathan staring at Felix and Kai at Dylan, I just know this whole thing is going to be awkward as hell. Half of these guys hate each other’s guts, and the only thing keeping them from slaughtering each other is us girls.

“Don’t start fighting, please,” I say.

“I won’t,” Nathan promises.

“I can’t promise I won’t,” Felix quips.

“Play nice,” Penelope tells him.

“You still owe me a finger,” Nathan grits back.

Kai throws him a glare, making him back down. “Don’t. Not now.”

“So who are we killing?” Milo asks, throwing around his nunchucks like he’s mentally preparing himself.

“Wait, what about Crystal?” Dylan asks.

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