way she peers closer at me, as if looking for traces of Mia on my skin. What she doesn’t fucking know is Mia’s poison, transferred from that first kiss three years ago, now runs through my veins.
“She would teach me a lesson, huh?” I repeat, eyeing her. “Why?”
“Well, after what happened Saturday night and the way you and Liam gave her what she deserves.”
Almost sinking balls deep in her against a fucking tree? Is that what she deserved?
“Where did you hear these rumors from?” I demand, looking away from Casey, shaking her hand off my arm that she subtly placed there.
“Around,” Jared says looking away.
“Around?” I repeat, mockingly.
“Yeah, dude,” he says. I’m about to punch the shit out of him when Cole speaks up.
“Today was shit but we fucking won, boys. Jared, you’re almost ready to take over,” he laughs, trying to break the tension.
“I’m fucking ready alright.” Jared laughs.
“I said almost.” Cole laughs along as they joke but I know what he’s doing. He’s giving me time to cool off and gather my fucking thoughts. I grab my bag and walk to my car.
“Do you know her?” A nasal voice demands from behind me.
“Who?” I can feel a headache coming on. Every time she opens her mouth, I feel it. Her clinginess is repulsive and uncomfortable. You’d think ignoring her would make her get the hint, and she wasn’t even that good of a lay.
“That Mia girl from Clintwood Academy.” She sighs, trying to make it seem like she doesn’t care but I know she does. “I saw the way you were looking at her and I saw you get in her car on that night. Did you fuck her?”
“I heard your question the first time,” I mutter, thinking of how close Mia and I were to fucking in the dark.
“But, J, you didn’t answer me.” She whines but I keep going, listening to her huffing. “But then I realized you probably don’t know that bitch and you’re planning something to make her suffer for slapping Liam in front of everyone like that.”
I stop, then turn around to look at her. Her eyes widen, then light up in excitement.
“If you’re thinking about it, I have so many plans,” she starts, almost jumping up and down on the spot with malevolent excitement bright in her eyes, making me sick. “I mean, since Saturday, I’ve been trying to get a pin on that bitch like where she lives and stuff because I smell a dead rat when it comes to her. Like a stinking, dead rat.”
“Like you?”
“What?”
“Nothing, but what did you find?” I question, not because I seriously want to know but because I want to see if Casey or anyone else knows everything about Mia or if they know where she’s currently living.
“Well, you won’t believe it!” she starts. “I was going to drop the bomb myself, but I can see the anger in your eyes. You want that bitch to suffer, don’t you, J?”
She drops her voice at a disgusting attempt of sounding tempting and sultry, but it just grates at my nerves.
“Spit it out. What did you find out about her?” I question, almost gritting out the question.
“Oh yeah, so get this,” she starts, stepping closer to me, almost rubbing her silicone tit up my arm. “You know my uncle is a lawyer at Stevens & Merc, right? So he was talking to someone about Nathan Montague and how the man was blackballed. Apparently, he couldn’t get any work in Cali for the past few years, and that he had so much debt that his family was broke.”
I tense up, frowning at her. She takes it as interest and her smile widens. Mia’s dad was broke because he was blackballed?
“Nathan Montague?” I murmur, making sure I heard her correctly.
“Yes! It’s that skank’s father!” Casey laughs, evil mirth in her eyes. “I just found that out today when I asked around. That bitch is living a lie. Wearing fake designer brands and making it seem like she’s on top of the world, but she’s not. She’s nothing but a broke-ass trailer trash slutty bitch.”
Now living in my house, financed by John, but that doesn’t give Casey the right to fucking call her names.
“Last time I checked, you weren’t any better than her,” I growl, stepping closer to her. “So, you don’t get to call her names like you’re all high and mighty.”
Her eyes narrow on me, but she nods anyway.
“Now, you’re telling me this because…?” I watch her as