Havoc at Prescott High (The Havoc Boys #1) - C.M. Stunich Page 0,131
looks down at me for a moment and finally releases me, but I can feel all the places he touched. I’m on fire on the inside.
“Right,” I snap back, shaking so hard I feel like I might break if I don’t punch something. “I get locked in a closet and chased through the woods and dropped off in the middle of nowhere, and she gets a free pass because she screwed some dude without a condom. Who’s the dad anyway? Is it Mitch?”
“Doubtful,” Oscar says as Hael leans against the living room wall, watching us. Oscar moves toward us in his ridiculous suit, the white shirt underneath unbuttoned just enough to show off his tattoos, and then he tosses his iPad down on the table next to me. “Unless she’s been fucking Mitch for the past three months.”
I look down and find a private text conversation between Kali and this other girl who goes to our school, Wendy something. I remember that first day I sat with Havoc at lunch, how Vic knocked Hael’s tray over and Wendy scrambled to pick up all the garbage. Clearly, she owes Havoc for something. This must be part of her repayment plan.
Kali: I haven’t had my period in over three months.
Wendy: Have you taken a test? I could swipe a box or two from the pharmacy near my house.
Kali: Can you? I’ll catch up with you after school. Mitch has shit to do today.
Wendy sends her a thumbs up emoji, and then there’s a gap in time before the messages start up again.
Kali: They could be wrong, right?
Wendy: Girl, you took six. One could be wrong, six is pregnant, chica. Figure it out.
I lift my attention from the screen to Oscar’s face, those sharp gray eyes of his focused on me and not the iPad.
“Who was she sleeping with before Mitch?” I ask, trying to think if I saw Kali prancing around with anyone before the end of junior year. “She’s two-timing him with some asswad from Oak Valley Prep, right? Is it that guy’s baby?”
“No clue,” Vic answers instead, but I’m having a hard time looking at him for some reason. When he talks, my pulse thunders. “Kali wasn’t exactly on our radar until you gave us your list.”
“You’d think it was fucking spring or something,” Hael murmurs, his gaze faraway, jaw tense, neck tight. He’s very clearly still focused on Brittany.
The back door opens and Aaron disappears outside to give the girls their snack, a paper plate covered in apple slices and cheddar squares. He smiles as the girls bounce up to him to grab some food, not looking at all put-out at having to take care of them. Like me, this is his sole purpose in life. This is his reason for living.
My chest gets tight, and I sit down heavily in the chair behind me.
“Just because she’s pregnant,” Callum muses, playing with that knife of his, the one I borrowed from his pocket and stabbed Kali with. Maybe I should feel bad about that, but it’s hard to drum up sympathy for that girl. Or maybe my heart’s just dead. Either way, I feel nothing. That is … until Vic looks at me again, and then I feel everything. I clench my jaw. “That doesn’t mean we can’t mess with her face.”
I raise my brows at the blatant threat of violence in his voice, at odds with the beautiful way he danced. Sure, he was angry, but he wasn’t violent. But then I think about the baseball bat and the security guard, and the way he beat the ever-living crap out of Kyler.
“Scar her up a bit?” Vic says, bouncing Cal’s idea back. “That would certainly mess with her future modeling career.”
Aaron slips back in the door and comes over to join the rest of us, leaning back against the wall where Vic and I …
“She’s more than just a name on Bernadette’s list. She’s been openly and blatantly defying us. The whole school knows she started that shit in the bathroom with Billie. We have to make an example of her to the entire student body.” Aaron kicks his boot up against the wall, crossing muscular arms over his chest as he scowls.
“Scarring her face up wouldn’t do that?” Cal asks, glancing over his shoulder to where Aaron’s standing. My ex shrugs his big shoulders and then gets out a cigarette, lighting up like he’s been doing this forever. I know for a fact he never touched a