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I take a step back, caught off guard by the ferocity in his tone.
“I’m so sorry about Brad, I had no idea what he was—”
“Don’t,” he growls, cutting me off. “Don’t fucking lie to me.”
“I’m not,” I tell him, pleading with my eyes for him to believe me. “Weston, I had no idea, I swear to you.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yes!”
“Then how the fuck did he know about it, then?”
“I don’t know!” I yell. “Weston, I didn’t tell him anything. You have to believe me, please. I would never do that to you.”
“And yet, you still let him bring you tonight. You know the type of person he is, and yet you still choose him.”
There was so much hurt lacing his tone.
“I…” My mouth hangs open, but I can’t seem to find the words to say. “I don’t…”
He looks at me,reallylooks at me.
“Stay away from me, Hailey.”
His tone is final. It isn’t angry, or just something said in the heat of the moment—it’s calm and decisive, making it feel all that much worse.
I don’t argue as he turns around and walks away, leaving me standing in the middle of the parking lot. I don’t move one bit as I watch his taillights pull out into the night, a silent tear rolling down my cheek.
“There you are,” I hear the door to the parking lot slam closed, the sound of Brad’s boots approaching as I dry my eyes with the sleeve of my dress.
“Go away, Brad,” I sniffle, suddenly feeling dead inside.
“Aw, I’m sorry babe. Did your little boyfriend get his feelings hurt?”
“Shut up,” I grind out as he rounds me, bringing us face to face.
“Awe, don’t cry. It’s okay, I forgive you. We can just forget that any of this happened and move on.”
“Me? I’m sorry—youforgiveme?” I ask, completely dumbfounded at the audacity.
“That’s right. I heard all about your birthday party, and how you went back to your bedroom with him. Tell me, Hailey—did you let him touch you? Did you let himfuckyou?”
A slap rings through the air before I can even process what I had just done. My breathing is heavy in the air, my palm stinging as his head slowly swivels back to me, a maniacal look on his face.
“Get away from me,” I tell him, my tone level. “Whatever we had—whatever this was, we’re done. You disgust me.”
His fist comes fast and hard, knocking me off of my feet. Pain blooms across my cheek, a ringing pain bursting through my head as stars explode across my vision.
I taste the tang of blood on my tongue, my knees and the palms of my hands burning from the scrape of the pavement.
“He can have you,” Brad spits, leaving me too stunned to speak as he leaves me on the ground and walks away.
Chapter 10
WESTON
I shoot Chance a quick text, asking him if he can bring Kota home and let Maverick out when he gets back to the ranch, letting him know that I’m heading to Mom’s for the night. I felt bad ditching her at the dance, but after everything that happened earlier, I needed to get out and clear my head. Besides, it wasn’t out of the way for him since she was staying with us at the ranch.
