Page 61 of Reckless at Westbrook High

I feign a glare and snatch it from him to keep my hands busy, ignoring the two sets of curious eyes on me while I roll him a joint because yeah, maybe I don’t hate the little brat as much as I let on, but I’m not about to tell them that.

Chapter Seventeen

Wren

“Did you hook up with him last weekend?”

My jaw ticks at the sound of her voice and I look down at her, lying through my teeth for what feels like the hundredth time in three days. “No.”

“You’re lying,” she hisses, rushing to keep up with me while I walk for my locker. “You can’t keep your eyes off him for two seconds and I swear to god I saw you texting each other under the table at lunch today. You really expect me to believe there’s nothing going on between you and him?”

“Believe whatever the hell you want, Frey,” I mutter, switching my books out for last period. “No one gives a fuck.”

“Oh, really?” she challenges, tipping her chin at the hall full of students milling about between classes. “I bet they would.”

My nostrils flare and I slam my locker shut with my fist, walking away before I give in to the temptation to do something stupid, like wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze the fucking life out of her.

“Where are you going?” she calls after me, sighing heavily when I don’t answer.

I push my way through the bathroom door and move for the sink, not even bothering to look up while I flick the cold water on. “Get out.”

The handful of guys in here scramble to do as they’re told and I release the breath I was holding, splashing my face in an attempt to calm myself down, but it doesn’t fucking work.

“Fuck,” I growl, smacking the soap dispenser so hard it goes flying across the counter.

She’s driving me crazy, constantly watching my every move and following me around like a lost fucking puppy. I can’t get a minute alone with him when she’s on my ass like this, and it’s taking everything I have not to tell her to fuck her deal and shove it up her ass. It’s reckless and stupid and damn near suicidal for us both, but I can’t bring myself to care about that or the potential consequences at this point.

I can’t fucking do this anymore.

Just as I think it, the bathroom door swings open and I glare, ready to tell whoever it is to beat it and give me a fuckin’ minute, but then Callie rushes inside with my brothers behind her and I shut my mouth, frowning when Damon flicks the lock the door and moves to check the empty stalls.

“You think it’s healed enough?” Kai asks, quickly pulling up the sleeve of the hoodie he insisted on wearing today despite the fact it’s hot as shit outside.

“Probably not but it’ll have to do,” Callie tells him, tossing him some kind of cream while she spins me to face her. “Put that on and don’t let her touch it.”

He nods and I frown some more, bouncing my eyes between his heavily bloodshot ones.

He’s high?

“What the fuck are y–”

Callie cuts me off with a light smack to my cheek and I blink in surprise, looking down at her with a mixture of amusement and confusion while she pops the cap off her concealer and squeezes a pea sized amount on my left wrist. Before I can even think about stopping her, she covers the ink there and pulls my t-shirt over my head, passing it to Kai just to replace it with one of his. As soon as she’s done manhandling me, she steps back a bit to get a look at her handiwork and nods, shoving her makeup back into the ass pocket of her jeans.

“You ready, fuck boy?”

I pull my brows in at that, looking between the three when I realize she’s talking to me, not Kai. “What’s goin’ on?”

Kai smirks and lifts a finger to his lips to shush me, and it’s only now I spot the new ink he’s managed to keep hidden until now. An antique style key with a princess crown for a handle, the words never forever written along the edge in the exact same spot as mine.

I curse and scrub a hand over my mouth, lifting my eyes back to his. “Are you for real?”

He shrugs like it’s no big deal and I snatch his forearm before he can leave, stepping closer to level with him.

“Why you doin’ this for me?”

He cocks his head like I said something stupid, laughing lightly when he realizes I’m not about to let him off that easy. “You’re really gonna make me say it?”

“Kai.”

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