the two of us head upstairs together, being as his room is across the hall from mine. As we meet my bedroom door, I realize Kellan's stuff is still scattered. His suitcase is in the corner, and his dirty laundry is in a pile on the chair. Even his computer is still sitting on top of my bed.
My anger takes over, and Colby watches as I open the door to the balcony. I scoop up a handful of his stuff and bring it outside, throwing it off the balcony and into the pool.
“Wow, okay. So this is what we're doing,” Colby says, leaning against the wall and not getting in my way.
I grab the suitcase from the floor and watch as it flies through the air and splashes into the water. Finally, I take his computer—a brand new Macbook pro I bought him as a graduation present—and smash it against the railing before tossing it to join the rest of his stuff in the pool.
Colby comes out and stands behind me. The two of us watch as everything sinks to the bottom, just like my relationship. It doesn't do much for my mood, but a small smile graces my lips. Colby chuckles quietly before shaking his head and going back inside. Just as I'm about to follow him, I notice Cade on the opposite balcony. He's leaning forward on the railing and smoking a cigarette, but his eyes are on me.
He may have not had anything to do with Kellan cheating, but the fact that he knew and said nothing hurts. I force my eyes away from him and walk inside, closing the doors behind me.
Tomorrow is a new day.
THE SOUND OF BRADY'S voice meets my ears, but I can hardly force my eyes open enough to see him. He softly rubs my arm, trying to force me awake. I groan as I roll over and pull the blanket up over my head.
“Come on, Len,” he presses. “I already gave you an extra two hours to sleep. Any longer and it'll be too hot out to dance.”
He has a point. The reason we practice so early isn't because we like the morning. It's because any time past ten or eleven and we're practically drowning in humidity.
I sigh and rub my eyes with the back of my fists. “I'm up. I'm up.”
“I heard you had one hell of a night.”
“Don't remind me,” I grumble.
Kellan's betrayal still burns, but not as much as I thought it would. The fire in my blood is doused by relief. At least I found out now, before I spent all of university being cheated on by someone I never should have taken seriously. I mean, it's not even like we were that serious. Sure, I crushed on him for a couple years, but we only dated for a few months. It's not the end of the world.
Hopping out of bed, I tie my hair up into a ponytail and pull on a leotard. Usually I'd go with a T-shirt and shorts, but it's already close to nine. A leo will keep me cooler.
Brady follows me downstairs and waits while I grab a couple bottles of water out of the fridge. I'd prefer to have coffee, but let's face it—there's no time.
As we walk by the pool, the crew that comes to take care of it are fishing Kellan's things from the bottom. Brady's grin widens as he watches them.
“That's all of Kellan's stuff, isn't it?”
“Yep.” I pop the p for emphasis.
He laughs and pats me on the back. “That's my girl.”
WE'RE ALL HANGING OUT in the living room. Apparently, throwing Kellan's stuff into the pool made them need to shock it, so we can't go back in until tomorrow. I still don't regret it. When they asked what to do with all the stuff, I told them to shove it in a bag and give it to Tanner—except for the Macbook. That went in the trash.
Thankfully, Oakley, Tanner, and Charleigh haven't tried to defend Skye and Kellan's actions. I'm not sure if it's because they don't want me to kick them out too, or because they realize what they did was wrong. Regardless, Tanner is Kellan's best friend, and Charleigh is Skye's. I have a hard time believing that neither of them had any idea.
“What room was Skye sleeping in?” I ask no one in particular. “I'll need to have the staff deeply sanitize that one.”
“I don't know if that'll be enough,” Tessa quips. “Might need