Page 64 of Diem

“He fucks his students. Fucker.”

“Oh,” I whisper, Mom's insistence and Penny’s suspicions rolling around in my head. So, it is true. He fucked Dixie. The confirmation doesn’t relieve a goddamn bit of my anxiety as I say, “So, he did fuck her.”

I’m afraid to mention the death part of this equation and Diem doesn’t seem inclined to mention it either. When I glance up, I find him staring at me with a weird expression.

“What? There’s more, I can see it on your damn face,” I say and his mouth curls before he rearranges his expression, his heated smirk firmly back in place.

“No,” I say, shaking my head and turning away. I suck in a breath and push away the tears of frustration before exhaling. “Fine. You don’t want to tell me. I’ll figure it out for myself.”

Diem’s brows rise and I see the wheels practically turning before he blurts, “Hailey.”

“He fucked Hailey?” I whisper in disbelief. This has to be the fucking ultimate. He fucked the girl who’s made my life miserable since forever?

“No,” Diem says, and I laugh, saying bitterly, “You’re a fucking liar.”

“Mae…”

Ignoring his low warning, I wave my arm and shout, “What? Why are you protecting him?”

“Dammit,” he barks, going to touch me but I twist away.

“Just admit it. He’s a skeevy asshole who slept with that bitch,” I cry, wiping angrily at my tears.

How could he? He’s known about the saga with Hailey since Gush Gate and now this.

“No!” he roars, and I pause, looking up with wide eyes. “Dammit Mae, he didn’t fuck her. He's her father.”

The words don’t compute until they do, and I stumble back covering my mouth. “What?” I whisper between my fingers.

Hailey? Hailey is my fucking sister. No fucking way.

“Sweetheart…”

What I thought was the worst kind of betrayal from my dad transforms into a pain so searing, I can’t breathe and swinging around I hold out my hand. “You fucked my bastard sister?”

Diem’s eyes widen painfully, and he looks away before he shores his shit up and says coolly, “She’s a tight fuck.”

Flinching, I suck in a breath and exhale slowly. I need to get out of this place like now because I can’t be held responsible for my actions if I don’t leave.

“I want to go,” I rasp and Diem eyes me before he stalks past and grabs the keys from the bowl by the door. “Let’s go.”

I can’t help it; I wave my arm like a dick and shove past him only to stop up short when he grabs my arm and swings me around.

“Where did that come from?” he barks, and I tense when he points at my wrist.

Shit. There’s no way I am going to admit what I did to myself so I lie, sort of, and blurt, “Skull.”

Although I meant to tell him about Skull’s threats, every time I turned around, he was with Hailey, and I walked away. Foolish I know but I couldn’t face him with her there.

His brows rise before slamming over his eyes and he roars, “That fucker touched you?”

I eye the vein poking out of his forehead warily and say, “It was a warning, for you.”

He seems positively feral, at least until his eyes shutter and he steps away.Touching his arm, I say, “What’s going on, Diem?”

He stares at my hand blankly before shaking his head. “Nothing.”

“Are you sure? He’s a bad dude…”

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