Page 51 of Thalia De Luca

"I need to talk to her. She hasn't been answering any of my calls."

"So, you come to her house like a fucking stalker?" I ask bluntly.

I see Cameron clench his fist and he lets out an annoyed sigh.

Oh yea, pretty boy, punch me in the face.

See what happens.

"Look, I just need to talk to her."

"She doesn't want to talk to you," I deadpan.

Cameron furrows his eyebrows and then glares at me.

"Look, I have no clue what you are to her but you sure as hell aren't her boyfriend or dad or brother. So, whatever you say doesn't mean shit to me. Move out of the way and let me talk to her," Cameron takes a step closer to me, but I just stare at him trying not to laugh.

"One of those statements is wrong but it doesn't matter," I say quickly. "But she doesn't want to see you anymore. She doesn't like you. All you were to Thalia was a fuck, nothing more. Go find some other bitch to put your dick in ‘cause Thalia doesn't want yours."

"The fuck you mean. You don't know shit!" he yells and I roll my eyes before leaning off the door and towering over him.

"I am not going to repeat myself," I state while glaring at him. "Either you leave willingly or I will make you and trust me you don't want to piss me off right now." I close the door in his face and rub my forehead.

Cameron.

Out of all people.

I remember Cameron. He is a cliché golden boy from high school.

Never thought Thalia would go for a guy like that. He is just so, what's the word?

Weak.

And he put his dick in her like what the hell?

What was she thinking?

Is she that stupid?

I walk back inside the kitchen and see Killian still sitting there.

"Why don't you like him?" Killian asks.

"’Cause he isn't like us. He is weak. I don't know why your sister ever went out with him."

"Maybe because she wanted someone else, but she couldn't have him," Killian chuckles. "Fucking cliché."

I furrow my eyebrows at him. "The fuck you mean? Who?"

Killian lifts his head to look at me. "Ask Jane. Maybe she will tell you." Killian stands from the island. "How long am I staying at yours?"

"Just today. But I need to text your dad to make sure."

No way in fucking hell is she going to be having anyone.

Only me.

"I thought you weren't talking to my dad?"

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