Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
I shook my head. “What do you have to compare it to? He’s the only guy you’ve ever slept with.”
Pulling out, she shrugged. “I don’t know, but he sure as hell makes me feel good, so I’m going to pretend it is and will be the best sex of my life.”
“Subject change, please!” I pleaded.
Michelle let out a roar of laughter. “Fine. How was your day?”
Sighing, I replied, “Well, besides some asshole tripping me in the hall before first period and Jacob trying to come to my rescue…it was uneventful.”
“I knew it.”
“Knew what?” I asked, glancing over to her.
“He’s jealous.”
I let out a fake chuckle. “Of what?”
“Seriously, Skylar, are you this dense? He is so jealous of Wyatt that it is unreal.”
My mouth dropped open. There was no way Jacob would ever be jealous. Once all the rumors had started, he’d dropped me like a hot plate. He never once stood up for me or set people straight. It’d hurt more than I could ever put into words. I’d thought I loved him.
“Please. Jacob couldn’t care less about me. Or don’t you remember him breaking up with me in the midst of everything?”
“Oh, I remember. I also see the way he stares at y’all when you’re together or the way he looks at you when he walks by. He regrets what he did. I’m pretty sure he regretted it the moment he did it.”
My heart felt like someone was squeezing it at the memory of Jacob calling me and telling me it was over. The only reason he had given was that he couldn’t risk being shunned by the rest of the football team if he picked my side.
I hadn’t realized there were sides to pick. To me, it was always about me telling the truth and Charlie lying.
“Well, it doesn’t matter anymore. I’ll never forgive him for the way he treated me. Ever.”
Michelle nodded as she pulled up to my house. “Good. That was the answer I wanted to hear.”
***
A few hours later, Michelle and I were sitting in the bleachers with two Frito pies, two Diet Cokes, and smiles on our faces. I hadn’t really dared to dream that things would go back to normal, but I had hope for the first time in a long time. People still whispered, and I still got looks, but somehow, none of it mattered when I was with Wyatt. He had a way of blocking everything and everyone out.
“Seriously? Did you not learn anything from Charlie?”
My head lifted to see Jenny and her crew standing in front of me.
Deciding the best thing to do would be to ignore her, I turned to Michelle. “So, are you looking forward to tonight?”
Michelle smiled. “I am! It is going to be one of the best nights ever.”
Jenny let out the evilest laugh I’d ever heard. “Do you honestly think you can ignore me, whore?”
Michelle’s eyes turned dark, and I simply shook my head.
“Hey, obnoxious cheerleader, get the fuck out of the way. You’re blocking my view, and I didn’t come home from college to look at your bitch face.” Russell Marko’s voice came from behind us. He’d graduated with my brother Skip.
Jenny looked up at him and smiled. “So sorry. I’m wasting my time talking to this trash anyway.”
Russell stood up and walked down to Jenny.
Oh, shit. He was going to draw more attention to me.
“Wow. I’ve seen some pretty shitty people in my life, but you take the cake, girl. Your jealousy is oozing off of you like waste. You might want to head over to the restroom and clean it off of you before you go out there and act like the prima donna you’re trying to be.”
Jenny’s mouth dropped open as she stared at Russell. “Whatever, asshole.” She turned and stomped off.
Russell looked down at me and winked. “Ignore lowlife pieces of shit like that.”
I let out a gruff laugh. “I’d have to ignore the whole town pretty much.”
Russell chuckled. “Good seeing you again, Sky.”
“You, too, Russ. And thank you for that. I appreciate it.”
He gave me a weak smile. “No one fucks with Skip’s little sister.”
When he walked away, I could feel all eyes on me. I looked straight ahead and saw him.
Wyatt.
He was staring at me with an intense look on his face. I lifted my hand and waved, trying to reassure him that all was okay. Deep inside though, I felt like nothing was okay.
Would Wyatt eventually get tired of all this nonsense? Surely, he would.
He lifted his hand and smiled before the coach yelled for him.
I couldn’t help the sob that escaped from my lips. “Nothing is ever going to change, not until I leave this town.”
Michelle wrapped her arm around my shoulder. “I know, Sky. I know.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
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Wyatt
MY HEAD WASN’T in the game at all. The second I looked up and saw Jenny talking to Skylar, I knew she was starting shit.