Page 42 of Reckless at Westbrook High

What..?

“What do y’all want with Derek?”

Levi glares at that, turning to look at Freya over his shoulder. “The fuck do you care?”

She glares right back at him and he smirks, winking at her while he falls in line beside me. The five of us leave the library to walk down the hall towards the exit and I do my best to keep my eyes forward, but I can’t help but note the tick in Levi’s jaw or the way his hands flex at his sides. That look I saw in his eyes just now, that’s the exact same look he had the day I told him Callie was drugged and kidnapped off the street. Derek tried to hurt her and he’s mad about it, which makes no fucking sense considering all he does is stare at her like he wants to choke her out, but I can’t deny what’s right in front of me.

He cares about her.

Callie side eyes him like she’s having the same thoughts as me but he ignores it, veering off to the side to walk into the science lab without knocking.

“Ry,” he calls, tipping his chin. “Let’s go.”

Ryan hops up from his seat without question and leans over to kiss Rachel’s temple, quickly moving to follow us out to the parking lot. “You found him?”

Damon locks his jaw and wraps his arm around Callie’s neck, looking between us while he walks her to the passenger side of his Lamborghini. “I want him gone.”

We nod as one and jump into our own cars beside his, waiting for him to take the lead before we fall in line behind him. We speed off through the school gates and I open the center console to grab the joint I was saving for the ride home, enjoying the way my heart races in my chest at the thought of what we’re about to do.

This is what I need.

Adrenaline.

Violence.

To stop thinking with my traitorous cock and let off some fuckin’ steam.

Five minutes later, I pull up in the parking lot beside Damon and jump out, taking my lit joint with me while we walk towards the main entrance of the four story building that houses the students of Westbrook University. Kai shoves the door open and I follow him inside with the others following closely behind us, grinning when Levi looks at me with a brow raised.

“You can’t smoke in here.”

“Watch me.”

He smirks and I smirk back, moving to grab the junior prick who was brave enough to stick a needle in Callie’s neck last weekend. He glares and opens his mouth like he’s about to do something about it, but then he gets a look at me and my company and freezes where he stands, fucking terrified.

“Fuck.”

“Fuck is right, little boy,” I tease, turning to look at Callie over my shoulder. “Nose or jaw?”

“Both.”

I laugh and he pales, wincing when I shove his ass back against the wall to my right.

“Where’s your friend?”

“I don’t know,” he lies, swallowing when I raise a brow.

“You sure?”

He hesitates, looking from me to Callie and back again. “Look, man, I already told you I didn’t kno–”

I pull my fist back and punch him in the jaw, giving him exactly three seconds to recover before I wrap my hand around his throat to pull him into me. “Look her way one more fuckin’ time and I’ll knock every single one of your teeth out. Got it?”

His eyes flutter closed but he manages a shaky nod, still swaying on his feet.

“Where’s your friend?” I ask again, slower this time.

“Fourth floor. Room seventeen.”

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