“He didn’t tell anyone else. I just need to know that you don’t like him like that anymore, that you will never like him like that, no matter how much you make it seem like you do.” I glanced down at the dirty tiled floor. “Please.”
After a few moments of lethal silence, Sandra grabbed my arm hard and yanked me into an empty classroom. She slammed the door closed and shoved me against it. “I swear to God, if you tell anyone, I will kick your ass. I don’t give a fuck. Don’t say that shit out loud again.”
“So, it is true?”
Another moment passed, and Sandra released me and paced the room. “Yes,” she snapped. “It’s true, okay?”
My shoulders fell forward, and weight seemed to roll off them. It felt so good to hear it confirmed by someone other than Alec. I knew that I could trust him, but Spencer had really just destroyed my trust for everyone and everything.
“So, you didn’t send me those messages?”
“What messages?” Sandra asked, brow furrowed.
“I keep getting nasty messages from someone who likes Alec. I’m assuming it’s the same person who hacked his accounts and fucked my entire life up,” I said, opening the messages from the unknown number.
When Sandra looked over my shoulder at it, another message suddenly popped up.
Unknown: You think kissing Alec in front of the entire school makes you better than me? You have another thing coming, bitch.
She scrunched her nose. “Ew. Who the fuck is that?”
“I don’t know.”
“What are you going to do about it?” she asked. “Because it’s obviously not me.”
I arched a brow, still not trusting her. “Why do you care?”
She let out a breath. “Because Alec cares about you and he’s one of my best friends.”
I literally scoffedbecauseif Alec was her best friend, then she didn’t haveanytrue friends.
“Mmhmm,” I hummed suspiciously.
“Okay, fine.” Sandra shrugged. “Looks like you don’t need my help.”
When she went to walk through the door, I grabbed her wrist. “Wait. I’m sorry. I need help. I just … I don’t know who it is. I can’t really ask Poison for another favor, and Alec doesn’t want me getting involved in too much trouble, but I want … to sock this girl’s face in.”
Sandra grinned. “Finally growing a backbone, Weber.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder and headed to the exit. “If you want me to kick anyone’s ass for you”—she wiped the grin off her face and sighed like I was wasting her time—“then you can ask me.”
“Thanks, I guess.”
I didn’t know what I would get if I asked for her help, but I wanted these messages to stop.
She stopped at the door, then walked back over to me, and grabbed the phone from my hand. And before I could stop her, she blocked the unknown number and slammed it back into my hand. “You’re welcome.”
CHAPTER45
ALEC
When lunchtime rolled around, I slung my backpack over my right shoulder and exited the Health class that I had with Oliver. He had been shooting me a glare filled with daggers all throughout class, and I had tried to ignore him. I had bigger problems than him hating me.
I slowed to a stroll, not caring about getting to my usual table right away because I wasn’t sitting there today with Oliver or any of the guys on the hockey team. They could go fuck themselves for all I cared.
Today, I would sit with my girl for the first time. And I didn’t give a fuck about what Oliver thought about it. If he wanted to fight me again, then I would be happy to do sooffof school grounds, when I couldn’t get in trouble.
And where, apparently, Mom wouldn’t get angry because I didn’t get detention.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I thought about this morning. I had admitted to Maddie that I loved her, and she had … said it back. I hadn’t been planning to say anything to her until all this drama died down. But I couldn’t help it.