way completely, a white BMW sped in front of them from the opposite direction, cutting them off, and pulled into the empty space. They’d almost caused an accident. And they had taken my damn space.
“Are you kidding me?” I honked my horn and then laid on it like a madwoman, half-convinced I might never stop honking. I was pissed.
Everyone, except the driver, piled out of the car, acting like nothing had happened, like they hadn’t just stolen the spot I had been patiently waiting for and like I wasn’t blaring my car horn at them. Moving behind their car and blocking them in, I put my own vehicle in park before opening the door and hopping out, ready to confront the driver.
“Hey. I was waiting for that spot.”
The driver’s door opened, and out stepped Hayley, Mac’s ex-girlfriend, looking unaffected and bored.
“Figures it would be you.” I tried to sound tough as I stopped myself from clawing out her extensions and shoving them down her throat.
She looked down her nose at me, like I was nothing, before pushing her sunglasses back up on her face. “Why are you talking to me?”
“I was waiting for that spot, and you know it,” I said, losing what little cool I had left. “Now, get back in your car and move out of my way.”
Hayley huffed out a laugh. “Parking for peasants is around the corner somewhere.” She wagged a finger in the air.
“Where’s the parking for bitches then? That’s where you should be,” Rocky said, suddenly standing by my side, empowering me even more.
“Nice hair. Your mom color it for you with a crayon?” Hayley bit back, and her group of cronies giggled.
“Nice tits. Your mom buy them for you at the discount store?” Rocky cocked her head to the side, studying them. “I think they’re uneven.”
Hayley looked down at her chest, her mouth agape, and I let out a loud laugh as her friends gasped and immediately went to work, reassuring Hayley that her boobs weren’t lopsided.
Hayley’s face reddened, but before she could formulate a response, I stepped toward her, feeling insanely justified in my anger. “Move. Your. Car.”
“Or what?”
That was the million-dollar question. What the heck am I going to do if she doesn’t move it?
“Do I look stable to you?” Rocky asked, her eyes narrowing.
Hayley actually looked uncomfortable for a millisecond before regaining her composure.
“Why don’t you call off your girlfriend, sweetie?” Hayley said in my direction. “Or should I call Mac and tell him to come fetch his pet?” she asked, holding her cell phone in the air, and my stomach dropped at the mention of his name.
“Like he’d answer your calls. He hates you.”
Her perfectly made-up lips curled into a smile as she lifted her sunglasses on top of her head. “Oh, honey. The last thing Mac feels for me is hate, and we both know it. He chased after you last night because he felt sorry for you. But he’s been chasing me for the past three years because he’s in love with me. He’s not going to stop until he gets me back. You never really get over your first love, don’t you agree?”
My insides twisted with every foul word that spilled from her mouth. I didn’t want to believe them, but I wasn’t that secure in whatever the hell Mac and I had started. Her venom had done its job. It injected itself inside of my bloodstream and floated around in there, making me question everything. Maybe Mac really wasn’t over her regardless of what he’d said to me. Maybe he never would be.
“The guy I saw last night definitely wasn’t in love with you or even thinking about you,” Rocky said. This girl was quickly becoming my new favorite person.
“I don’t expect you, of all people, to understand. Nice to see you found someone more your type to play with,” Hayley bit back.
I looked at Rocky, wondering what she meant. Do they know each other?
“I’ll tell you later,” Rocky all but whispered.
“Tell her now, sister,” Hayley said.
I almost lost my balance as I looked between the two of them, horrified. They looked nothing alike, but neither did me and my sister. No one knew that we were related until we told them. And even then, they still questioned it.
“You’re not my sister,” Rocky snarled.
“Not anymore,” Hayley said as she palmed her phone and pressed a button before holding it up to her ear. “Heyyyy, babe,” she cooed, and I knew it could only mean one