Page 25 of Mad As Hell

The girl in front of me swung around and began walking away. She set the now-empty cup down on Brylee’s table with a knowing grin before she kept going back to her own table.

“Maddie, don’t,” Bex warned, but I ignored her and stormed over to Brylee’s table.

The bitch’s smirk only deepened as she watched me approach. “Rough day, Lainey?”

Several girls on the team cackled. A few snapped photos.

“Seriously?” I hissed, flinging out a hand as the liquid dripped down my arm.

Hayley squealed as a droplet hit her. “Watch it, slut.”

Brylee simply arched a brow as she eyed me. “I thought you’d be used to being covered in sticky white substances by now.”

“Cum bucket,” Kayleigh added with a snort.

Humiliation crawled up my neck as a wave of laughter swept the room.

“Maybe next time you should wrap it up,” Brylee suggested. She reached into her pocket and flicked a foil square at me.

A condom.

Like it was the first shot in a war, foil packets were launched at me from every direction as people threw condoms like confetti at me.

Awesome.

I was the leader of the Slutty Parade.

Tears pricked my eyes and I whirled before they could fall. In my haste to get away, I slipped on a condom-smoothie blob and went down. My knees cracked against the floor.

More laughter. More flashes from phone cameras. Someone actually bent down, videoing my literal downfall.

I shoved to my feet and did the only thing I could.

I fled.

CHAPTER 7

RYAN

“Cain!” Coach’s voice barked across the clearing as we started heading inside. I paused, glancing over my shoulder more out of curiosity than respect, even if Coach was one of the few men who had actually earned my respect at this school.

Most of the teachers were terrified of the students and acquiesced to whatever we wanted. Not that I didn’t use that to my advantage at every turn, but it was hard to respect a teacher who couldn’t even summon the balls to look me in the eyes when I asked a question.

Coach wasn’t afraid to push or call us on our shit, and I appreciated that.

Except when it was crucial I get to my girl.

I felt my friends pause near me, but I waved them on with a heavy sigh.

Morning practice had been brutal, and the new plays were like trying to relearn muscle memory. Our playbook had been set since the beginning of summer. Now it was all shot to shit, thanks to Dean.

Fucker.

But I knew today was Maddie’s first official day back, and I needed to see her before she was swallowed up by her schedule. Even if she didn’t see me, I would stalk her sexy ass like a perv just to make sure she was really okay.

Last night had been an absolute clusterfuck. I hadn’t expected her to be happy to see me, but the way she’d flipped out?

Even now, a sick feeling opened up a pit in my stomach, leaving me nauseated and worried. I needed to see Maddie and make sure she was functioning.

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