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“How about you go fuck yourself?” Emma spits back. “Seeing how that's the only way anyone will touch you these days.”

Tina eyes Emma up and down, running her tongue over her top teeth. “Are you sure about that?” Tina smirks. “Your boyfriend would say otherwise.”

“You stupid bitch!” Emma lurches for her, but Alice grabs her by the waist, pulling her back.

“She’s not worth it. As much as I want to punch her stupid, ugly face in, she’s just waiting for one of us to do something so she can fuck us over. Don’t give in.”

“You’re a fucking liar!” Emma shouts at Tina.

“Of course she is,” I tell Emma. “That's all she does. Lies to make herself feel better. Brent loves you; he wouldn’t ever cheat on you. And especially not with her.”

“With me, no.” Tina laughs. “But you?” She looks at Emma. “If anyone is going to touch your man, it’s your bestie. Didn’t you hear, she’s stealing everyone's men these days.” She shoots her hateful eyes my way. “You think you have Preston, but he’s only with you to be near his new little boy toy. You're so repulsive, you’ve turned him gay. Thanks for that, by the way. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to remind him what he’s been missing.”

My friends start to fight with her, but I just stand there, the ringing so loud in my ears it’s nearly deafening.

I know what she’s saying is a lie. That she’s just a pathetic woman who has nothing better to do with her life than to make everyone else miserable. Still, no matter how much I tell myself this, my mind doesn't believe it.

Part of me is demanding I defend Preston and Declan, tell her she’s wrong, and that her words are cruel. The other part ofme knows that I’m about to puke. My stomach flips, and I slap a hand over my mouth.

Pushing my way past them, I take off down the hall, praying I make it to the bathroom in time as my friends call after me.

Thankfully, I make it into a stall just in time to bring up everything I ate today. “Fuck.” Emma’s voice sounds from behind me as I heave again and again. “This isn’t good,” she says as she rubs her hand over my back.

“We should get the school nurse.” I manage to hear Alice suggest in between gags.

There’s nothing left to bring back up, yet I can’t stop my body from revolting.

My head starts to spin, and my vision goes fuzzy as I struggle to breathe.

Panic starts to set in as I beg my body to stop.

I should have told the guys and let them help me. Tears spill down my cheeks as fear of them hating me adds to the mix.

Now, I’ve gone and made things worse, because there's no way my friends aren’t going to tell them. And knowing how hurt and worried they’re going to be because I kept this from them causes me to cry harder.

This can’t be happening. Not now. Please, body, just stop. Let me breathe.

I’m a mess, sobbing between gags, snot and tears spilling down my face as my body spins out of control.

Their panicked voices that mimic my own are muffled background noises. Thankfully, it’s all about to stop because my eyes roll back into my head, and my body, that’s unable to take anymore, collapses to the ground.

Chapter 15

Preston

“Would you shut the fuck up?” I groan, tossing one of the couch pillows at Grayson. “I swear to god if you give any more details, I’m going to stab you.”

“You're just jealous.” Grayson grins.

“I think it’s bullshit she’s just down the hall from you. We should convince her to move back into her place on campus, that way we all have an equal chance for time with her.”

“Don’t even start.” Grayson leans back into his chair, tossing his feet over the side of the chair. “You’re living with Boy Wonder over there.” He tosses his hand in Declan’s direction.

“I am not.” I glare at him, then glance over at Declan. His cheeks turn an adorable shade of pink, and now all I can think about is making them redder as I whisper dirty things in his ear while fucking his ass until he’s cumming all over his stomach.

“Really?” Grayson asks, looking between the two of us before landing on me. “When was the last time you’ve been home?” He raises a brow.

My glare doesn’t falter as I say nothing. He is right, though. I’ve been spending more nights in Declan’s dorm room than at my house.

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