Page 55 of Destroying Everleigh

Fuck that stupid bitch.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

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Steve Howie - Regrets

Ishould have gotten some satisfaction out of seeing Everleigh freak the fuck out like she had and storm off. But honestly, I got more satisfaction from watching her pour her drink all over Crystal. We’d been well acquainted with her father back in the day. He didn’t seem like someone who would just up and leave his family without a backwards glance. But I knew better than anyone that people could surprise you in the worst ways possible.

Crystal was standing, trying to shake the alcohol from her dress. “Who drinks straight up vodka, anyways?” she sneered.

Amber forced a small smile, leaning around me to look at the bitch who’s been complaining all damn night. “People who aren’t prissy little bitches,” she supplied.

“You going to go after your girl?” Colt asked Lucas.

Lucas leaned back in his chair with his legs stretched out in front of him like he didn’t have a care in the world. “Nah. Shelikes to be left alone when she’s mad. Plus, she can be a real asshole. It’s best to let her calm down.”

“Just saying that if she wasmygirl, I’d be dicking her down,” Colt replied. “It always works on Ally.” He gave his girlfriend’s hip a squeeze and she giggled, leaning back against his chest.

The thought of Lucas fucking her pissed me off and I had no reasonable explanation for why. It wasn’t like she’d ever been my girlfriend. It had always been Ashton where she was concerned. Crystal resumed her spot on Ashton’s lap. His shirt was wet from where the drink had splattered on him, but he didn’t seem to mind it. His jaw was tight, his expression unreadable.

Lucas took a swig of his drink and shrugged. “She doesn’t seem to enjoy sex much,” he admitted.

This had my ears perking up, because the old Everleigh that Ashton had always talked to us about was a fucking freak in bed. He said she loved it rough, but never went into too much detail. I’d seen the marks on her neck and hips myself.

“What?” Colt asked incredulously. “She looked like she was into it in that video I saw.”

“That was a rare occurrence,” he admitted, taking another swig. “She’s always been a bit weird about it. She acts like it’s expected of her, so she’ll initiate it, but then just gets me off and walks away without a release of her own typically. I’ve offered, but she either lies about getting off, or tells me it’s fine.”

My eyebrows dipped in confusion. “You can’t get her off?” I asked, amusement clear in my tone.

Ashton shot me a smirk, like he was wondering the same thing.

Lucas stared at me for a moment, seemingly just now remembering that he had an audience. “It’s hard to do when she’s doing all the work. She either rides me or climbs me like a fucking tree and bounces up and down.”

Amber rolled her eyes. “God you’re an idiot, Lucas. She does that to get it over with. She’s not that into it. Or you for that matter.”

“Has she said that?”

“No. But it’s obvious. What happened the night you managed to get her off?” she asked, swirling her cup around.

His eyebrows drew together while he thought about that. “She went to work, and before that…” he trailed off, looking over at Ashton. “There was a small argument in the cafeteria. But that’s all I know.”

Amber released a laugh as something clicked into place for her. “Sorry to break it to you, but someone else was on her mind when she came.”

Everyone erupted into laughter except for Lucas, even Ashton, which was a rare sight nowadays.

Amber didn’t specify what she meant. The three of us knew. Everleigh got off while fucking her boyfriend to thoughts of her ex. It was the only explanation. That would explain why her eyes had been closed in that video.

“Ew,” Crystal remarked. “Why are we even talking about this?”

Amber rolled her eyes. “Don’t act like you’re above it,” she shot back. “You just had a dick in your mouth in public.” She held her phone up in the air. “I wonder what your mom would think of your extracurricular activities.”

Crystal’s face paled instantly, but she quickly covered it up, plastering on her usual bitchy look. “I don’t know why you’re friends with her anyways.

“Yeah,” Allison chimed in.

Amber shook her head in annoyance before taking another sip of her drink, clearly done with the conversation. “Are we still playing, or what?” she asked.

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