“What are you doing?” he asks, his hand on my waist.
“I think the creep was in my room.”
Crew asks more questions, but they slip through my ears as empty words. I go straight to my room, where the door is wide open.I know I closed it earlier.
It doesn’t mean much because girls are nosey as hell and they were likely snooping around, but in this situation, red flags are raised.
“What the fuck happened?” Neo appears out of nowhere, holding out his phone with the flashlight turned on. His voice is stern and serious and it sends chills down my back.
“Scar thinks someone was in her room,” Crew tells him.
“I don’tthink. I know. Gimme your phone,” I say to Neo, not waiting for him to do me the courtesy of handing it over. I jerk it from his hand and shine it around my room, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
“Quit fucking around, Scar. You know damn well no one is in your room. Where the hell were you when the lights went out?”
I shine the light directly in Neo’s beady olive eyes. “You think I did this?” I should feel hurt that he’d accuse me of such a thing, but I’m not hurt, I’m angry. I’m fucking furious.
I eat the space between us, one heavy step at a time. “Get off your fucking high horse.” I shove my hands to his chest, phone still clenched between my fingertips. “Put your hatred for me aside for two fucking minutes and maybe you’ll see that this isn’t some sick game on my part. Someone is out there and they want to hurt, not only me, but all of us.”
I’m not sure how true my words are, considering I have no idea why anyone would want to hurt The Society, but Jagger said there is a threat out there and this proves that it’s true.
I shove him again, walking him into the wall behind him. All the while, the sinister grin on his face only spreads.
A chuckle escapes him, and it enrages me. I slam his phone to the ground. Crew comes up from behind, but I pay him no attention.
“What the hell is your fucking problem, Neo? Tell me! Tell me why you hate me so much that you think I’d scheme and try to make myself look like a victim?”
The phone points directly at the ceiling, but it’s enough light to see the amused look on his face. It sickens me. It makes my stomach turn, and I want nothing more than to feed him my fist while sending his teeth down his disgusting throat.
“Answer me!” I scream, losing all control.
The laughter that escapes him is insulting. Rage consumes me as I draw my fist back, ready to lay it on his pretty face. Unfortunately, Crew grabs my wrist. “Calm down, baby.”
My attention shifts to Crew, who is grating on my nerves right now. He should have just let me punch this fucker. “Calm down?” I huff. “Do you hear what he’s accusing me of?”
“There are no accusations if there’s proof of the truth.” Neo’s words hit my ears and something even more villainous snaps inside me.
“Or one could say that your accusations are really a confession. I was outside with Jagger the entire time—”
Crew drums his fingers against my wrist. “You were with Jagger?”
My one-track mind ignores him while I drill Neo. “Tell me, Neo. Where were you when the lights went out?”
He laughs a hollow sound. “Are you accusing me?”
“Maybe I am. This could all be you. Taunting me, trying to break me. You have the motive and the means.” I jerk my arm away from Crew, not trying to be rude, but also feeling the dire need to defend myself to Neo from all angles.
Crew puts an arm around my waist from behind, holding me back.
“First of all,” Neo begins, picking his phone off the floor, “I’ve never made it a secret that I don’t like you, Scar. If I want to hurt you, I’ll do it in the light of day with witnesses surrounding me. Second. I was with Crew and about six other girls who can back my story. Not that I need to explain anything to you.”
For a while I considered Neo being the mystery person out there who’s been fucking with me. Though, my gut tells me it isn’t him since a lot of the weird notes popping up involved Maddie, and I know he wouldn’t use her that way, but I still won’t completely rule him out.
Crew comes to his defense. “It’s true. He was with me.”
I find it interesting that Crew is defending Neo in this case, but he hasn’t said a damn word about me being innocent.
I glance over my shoulder at Crew. “Do you think I’ve been lying this whole time?” I need to hear him say it out loud, in front of Neo. Crew knows damn well I’m not lying about what’s been going on. He knows I’m not playing the victim. But has he told Neo that?