Tora groans, looking up at me. “You shut up. You’re not helping.”
Has she lost her fucking mind? As if I’m trying to help the situation. I am the fucking situation and Jesse’s face under my fucking shoe is my end game. “I don’t give a shit.”
“Yo, what the fuck is going on here?” Nate demands, inserting himself to where he doesn’t belong after giving Tora a curious glance.
“This piece of shit thinks it’s okay to fuck over my sister.”
“What?” Nate grunts as Jesse growls, “I’m not going to fuck her over.”
Tora looks to Jesse in shock. “You haven’t told him?”
“You knew?” Nate snaps back at her.
“Well, duh,” she scoffs. “Who do you think convinced him to find some balls and actually ask her out?”
“You did this?” I demand, hating that she was the one who thought it’d be a great idea to put the fucking idea in Jesse’s head that Kaylah was fair game.
“Hey,” Nate growls. “Don’t fucking talk to her like that.”
“Alright,” Tyson says, pushing his way into our tight circle and forcing Jesse back a few steps. “This is stupid. Cut the shit.”
“Agreed,” Tora says looking up at me. “You need to go find your sister and apologize for being such a douche,” she orders, making my eyes flick around the group of dickheads around me only to realize that she’s right; Kaylah is fucking gone. Tora glares at Jesse and continues before I even get a chance to respond. “And when he’s done, you need to apologize for being a douche. She’s not going to appreciate this shit. Trust me, no girl wants to put up with a guy who’s going to beat the shit out of her brother every Christmas.”
Fucking Christmas. Yeah, fucking right. Like hell I’d let it go on that long.
I glare down at Tora, thrilled to have someone to blame for this bullshit. “You need to fix this.”
“Fix it?” she scoffs. “Can’t you see this is good?”
“Don’t bother,” Nate grunts watching Tora with irritation. “Jess will fuck it up soon enough.”
“Are you kidding me?” Tora shrieks. “Your brother asked out a girl instead of screwing and leaving her. This is a big fucking deal. How can you not see that?”
“Anyone but her,” he scoffs.
My hands ball into fists once again. Did he just disrespect my baby sister? “What the fuck is wrong with her?”
“She shares your DNA,” Nate claps back.
“Jesus Christ,” Tora says, throwing her hands up in frustration as her face becomes red with anger. “Both of you dickheads stop. Be happy for them and leave it the hell alone.”
I shake my head before glaring at Tora one last time and stalking away. I’m done with this shit. If I stick around, Jesse is bound to get flattened and Tora’s right, I need to be sorting this shit out with Kaylah.
But now is not the time. I grab my stuff from my locker and fuck off out of here. Needing time to myself, I stop by the local football field and grab my old ball from the backseat of my car. Nothing beats time alone. If I was to talk to Kaylah now, we’re both bound to say things that are just going to make it worse.
I walk out into the middle of the field and with one solid kick, I send the ball sailing over the goalposts at the far end, hoping that I can somehow manage to find a little normal in this shit storm that seems to be my life.
Chapter 9
Elle
I lean into my bathroom mirror and open my mouth like an idiot as I focus on applying an even layer of mascara when my phone starts going nuts on my bedside table.
I ignore it for a second and finish off my mascara before waltzing back into my bedroom and pulling my phone free from its charger. I find a text from Jesse and my brows instantly pull down.
What the hell could he want this early in the morning? I very rarely get texts from him and when I do, they’re either insults or asking for nudes. Though, now that he’s with Kaylah, I can assume this text is most likely an insult or yet another warning to keep away from Jackson.
After their little showdown in the junior hallway, there’s been a little tension between the two. Okay, that’s an understatement. They hate each other. It’s impossible to be in the same room with both of them and not feel the tension. Though, having said that, I don’t think Jesse’s warning is really warranted anymore.
Jackson seems to have fallen in with our group of friends and to be honest, I kind of like having him there. He’s like a slightly less annoying version of Jesse. Maybe it’s their similar personalities that have them butting heads so much. It’s sad really. If they could just get past their differences, they’d probably be good friends.