Page 91 of Tainted Hearts

During the drive to school, Isaac kept looking at me in the rearview mirror and Luke kept making eye-fucking comments.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you at lunch,” I say to Isaac after giving Luke and Noah a kiss. I turn to leave but Isaac grabs me by my arm and pulls me into his body.

“Where do you think you're going?” he growls before crushing his lips to mine. He kisses me until I’m melting into the floor before pulling back, leaving me a panting mess. “Have a good day, Angel. Be a good girl.” He nips my bottom lip before spinning me around and slapping me on the ass.

I’m shocked and dazed as I walk toward Leo and Frankie who are waiting for me inside. Leo has a knowing grin while Frankie looks over at the guys with a stink eye.

“Have a good night?” Leo asks with a chuckle.

“So good,” I giggle.

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The day has been fullof whispers involving me and the guys. It used to bother me, but not anymore. They can judge me all they want, but at the end of the day, I have amazing mates who blow my fucking mind.

I had someone stop me and Frankie between classes to ask me if it was true, if Isaac was also my mate. I said yes, and by the end of the day the whole school knew.

“This school is far more toxic than they want to admit,” Frankie comments, flipping off a group of people who are staring at us as we walk to my car.

“Yeah, but there's no use letting it bother you. They won’t change no matter what you say to them.” I roll my eyes as the people gasp.

“Brainwashed, I tell you,” Leo states.

“Pretty much,” I sigh, slowing my steps when I hear shouting.

By my car are Luke, Isaac, Noah, and all three of the Heathers. My brows furrow as I wonder what is going on. As I get closer, I catch what Isaac is saying.

“Don’t fucking test me, Heather,” Isaac snarls. “You must be fucking delusional if you think I’m going to just let you get away with this.”

“I have no idea what you're talking about,” Heather, the nasty bitch who fucked Isaac’s dad denies, jutting out her chin.

“Don’t play stupid,” Noah scoffs.

“Not much playing going on,” Luke snickers, and Heather shoots him a death glare.

Isaac pulls out his phone and turns the screen towards her. A second later, sex noises fill the air. Heather’s eyes widen in horror as her face pales. “Yeah, I know you fucked my dad. You're so pathetic. You are so desperate to have money and power that when you couldn’t have me, you went to my dad? A married man too.”

“T-that’s a lie. Someone made that. It’s not me,” she stammers, trying to defend herself.

“Cut the crap.” Frankie steps forward. “The person who took this saw it like a live-action, bad porno.” Frankie looks to Isaac. “What’s going on?”

Luke answers, saying, “We came out here to meet Abby and found these three fucking with her car.”

“You're fucking kidding me,” Frankie sneers. “I fucking told you if you fucked with her again, I’d do something about it.”

“I didn’t do anything!” Heather protests, looking like she’s seconds away from pissing her pants. Good, this girl needs some fear, maybe she will learn a lesson.

“No. No, you didn’t, because I compelled you not to fuck with Abby.”

“You did?” I ask. Is it fucked up that it makes me happy she would protect me like that?

Frankie shoots me a look that says she will explain later before looking at the other two Heathers who are standing off to the side like they’re ready to bolt any second. “No, you found a way around it by getting these two fools to do it for you.”

“Hey!” Luke’s old Heather whines.

“What did they do to my car?” I ask Isaac, who looks at me with murder in his eyes. Not toward me, but toward Heather, and fuck, it’s a really bad time to be turned on right now.

“She cut your brakes.”

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