Page 1 of Reckless at Westbrook High

Chapter One

Wren

Four months ago..

“Alright, gimme one more, then I’m ditchin’ your ass.”

I shake my head at him and snatch the vodka from the island, twisting the cap off to pour us another shot each. “Who’s the lucky girl tonight?”

Kai smirks and slides his eyes to the group of half naked cheerleaders in the hot tub outside. “Bet you fifty bucks I can get at least three of em’.”

I laugh lightly, knocking his glass with mine. “Deal.”

We neck our shots and he fucks off to go win his cash, then I pour out another two and swallow those as well. It’s going down like water by this point, so I decide enough’s enough and take out my weed, leaning my elbows on the kitchen counter to roll myself another joint. I’m already high as a fucking kite, but even still, it’s not enough.

It’s never enough.

“Yo, Kingston.”

I lift my head at the sound of my name, eyeing Ryan while I lick the seam of the paper. “Wren.”

“I knew that,” he laughs, stumbling his drunk ass over to me to steal my joint. “You got a light?”

“I thought you quit,” I raise a brow, tossing him what he asked for all the same.

“Yeah, well..” he shrugs, lifting the flame to his mouth to use it as a microphone. “It’s my birthday, imma do what I like, imma smoke what I like, imma fuck who I like..” he frowns, choking on a hit. “I don’t know the rest.”

“You don’t know it, period,” I mutter, watching him blow his smoke out right here like he can, the fuckin’ idiot.

He’s either too drunk to notice what he’s doing right now or too drunk to care, but either way, I know his mom well enough to know she’d have a fit if she knew he was smoking that shit in her kitchen.

“Goddamn, it’s my birthday, everybody love me..”

I shake my head at him and grab his shoulder to drag him outside, knowing there’s no point talking any sense into him right now. I drop his ass down on the cushioned couch by the pool and leave him there a minute, tipping my chin when I spot my big brother sitting on one of the benches in the corner with a beer in his hand and his elbows on his knees, glancing between me and Kai every few seconds. The group of pretty girls surrounding him are damn near throwing themselves at him to fight for his attention, but he doesn’t pay them any in return. He’s too busy watching us, protecting us and our backs from whatever threat he’s convinced himself might jump out and get us at any second. My twin brother and I are almost as big as him and more than capable of defending ourselves, but he doesn’t care. Watching over us is his full time job as far as he’s concerned, and he never takes a damn day off.

I move to walk back inside the house, rolling my eyes when Damon leans forward and pins my eyes with his, his question clear.

“Bathroom,” I mouth, lifting my hands in mock surrender. “That cool with you, boss?”

He glares, but he’s not mad at me.

That’s just his face.

All the downstairs and first floor bathrooms have long ass lines I’m not about to stand in so I head up to the second floor to find an empty one up there, knowing I won’t have to wait because this part of the house is off limits to everyone but me, my brothers and Levi – Ryan’s childhood best friend and sometimes house guest.

I take a piss and wash my hands, locking my jaw when my eyes automatically move for the stupid key tattoo on my left wrist. Just like it always does when I’m drunk and bored, my mind wanders to her without permission and I toss the soap across the counter, squeezing my eyes shut to rid the image of walking in on my girlfriend riding my cousin’s cock in her own bed a little over a year ago.

The same place she took my virginity and gave me hers.

The same place she told me she loved me for the first time.

The same place she promised we’d be forever..

“Wren.”

“Fuck, what?” I snap, lifting my eyes to the mirror to find Levi standing behind me in the bathroom doorway.

“The fuck are you doin’, man?” he snaps back, rushing over to me to pry my hands apart. “Are you for real right now?”

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