Page 130 of Boys Who Taint

Apollo and I glare at Silas.

“He and his buddies stormed in here and trashed the place,” Apollo says.

“Are you for fucking real? Busting in here with guns blazing?” He immediately grabs Silas by the arm, forcing him down into a chair to the side. “You’re fucking lucky I was still on campus to do some late work and heard all those people scream when they exited this building. What the fuck were you thinking?”

“He brought my fucking sister into this!” Silas points at Apollo.

Apollo raises his hands. “Hey, I’m just spreading the joy. All she got was an invite. That’s it. She came here of her own volition.”

“You were trying to start something, just admit it,” Heath claps back.

“What? A party?” Apollo shrugs.

“They’re mocking us,” Silas growls, trying to get up, but his dad pushes him back down.

“Stop. Fucking stop this nonsense, right now. Look around,” Felix commands.

Everyone pauses to gaze at the destruction, the smashed vases and expensive wooden panels shot with bullets. This is gonna take days, if not weeks to clean up.

Thanks to the shoot-first-ask-questions-later motherfucker over there.

“This place is destroyed, thanks to your inability to keep your fucking cool.” He points at all of us.

“They tried to kidnap her!” Silas yells.

“Absolutely the fuck not,” Aspen says. “I came here with Grey and my friends.”

“Into the Phantom Society!” Silas screams back. “Are you out of your fucking mind?”

“Hey.” His dad scoots his chair around so he can only look at him now. “Look at me. We’re not fucking doing this again. I know you’re just like me, wanting to protect your sister and all, but this isn’t it.”

“You said it yourself, Dad. Phantoms are scum.”

“Did he now?” Apollo folds his arms.

The dean’s nostrils flare. “My opinion has nothing to do with you blasting your way in here.”

With his arms folded, Silas snarls back, “Levi deserves to die, and you know it.”

Felix looks up at me, and a pang of hatred nearly slices my stomach in two.

His daughter is dead because of me.

And now his sole focus is fixated on the person he deems the killer.

“Stay the fuck away from my family. I hear about one more uproar, one more minor inconvenience, and your ass is gone.”

I don’t know if he means from this campus or from this earth. I don’t doubt he’d be able to make both happen in an instant.

“Got it?”

I nod.

“And you three …” He looks at Heath, Max, and Silas. “Clean up this mess.”

“Wait, what?” Max mutters. “But I didn’t even do anything.”

“You’re his friend,” the dean says, pointing at Silas. “You should’ve stopped him.”

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