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“I will not be giving you access to that camera, even when it’s your turn to watch over her. I won’t be abusing it.”
“Gee, you’re no fun,” he complains, rubbing the spot on his arm where I thumped him.
“Shut up. Let’s come up with a plan.”
It’s some time later and we’ve been going round in circles for a while now. We’re not getting anywhere.
“I still say we should protect her!” Kalen cries.
“No.” I shake my head emphatically. “She doesn’t want our help. You saw how she acted at the airport – she won't even accept a lift from us – there’s no way she’ll take our protection.”
“That’s bullshit! You know she won’t last a week with the whole school gunning for her!” Slate chimes in.
I sigh. They’re right of course, but there’s a fine line. I’ll watch over her, but I don’t think we should step in and rush to her defence over every little thing. Especially when she’s so mad at us. She’ll go out of her way to get in more trouble, just to prove a point.
“Be that as it may, she needs to learn her lesson. You can’t pull a stunt like that and get away with it.”
I don’t want to show my brothers how much I care about her. I want them to think that I’m simply acting on our father’s orders.
“She’s not untouchable,” I continue to explain to them. “And if she’s not willing to call a truce with us, we need to stand back and let the lesson be learned the hard way.” I cross my arms, sitting back in my chair to watch their reactions carefully.
“I don’t think I can do it. You know they’ll really hurt her. I can’t watch that.” Kalen’s reaction just confirms how much he cares about Amelie. I’m trying to decide who’s the softest right now when it comes to that girl. Kalen’s always been a sap, but Sawyer doesn’t even seem to care that she cost him his entire livelihood.
“Obviously, I won’t allow that,” I snark. His assumption that I would pisses me off. I care about her too. Even if I want to kill her for the stunt she pulled.
“Well, at what point can we step in? First blood? When she’s unconscious? In a fucking body bag?”
I sigh at Kalen’s theatrics, though he does have a point. I won’t admit that to him though.
“I said, I’ll sort it,” I snap. I don’t want any real harm to come to Amelie, but a little pain is inevitable. The people we go to school with will want revenge. Hell, they’re entitled to it. If it weren’t for my father and these damn feelings she stirs up in me, I would want revenge on her too.
I don’t know what Amelie is expecting when she gets back to Knox Academy, but she’s soon going to find out that things are very very different.
Chapter Six
Amelie
Screw them if they think that I’ve forgiven them. I haven’t and don’t plan to. Unbeknown to Sawyer, I met a guy on the plane. He goes to some fancy snob school not too far away from mine and he reeks of money, but so far he has proven himself to be a good time.
Apparently, there’s a fight night and it’stheplace to be. He agreed to get me out of the airport but in exchange I had to go straight to the fight with him. Whatever. It’s not like I have anywhere better to be. He takes me to the warehouse where the fights will be held because he has to check everything is being set up correctly.
We’re there a while, so I play games to pass the time. Mindlessly scrolling also helps with the boredom. I’m distracted by the sound of a very familiar bike engine thrumming from outside. A moment later Baxter strides inside like he owns the place. I should have known. I smirk.
“Baxter, I didn’t think you fought anymore!” The guy whose name I didn’t bother to remember calls across the vast empty space to him.
“I don’t, it’s a waste of my time, Taco. I can kick everyone's ass and you know it.”
“That’s true.”
“Amelie, we need to go,” he says with a nod of his head. It’s the only acknowledgement he gives me and it riles me up.
“No.”
“No?” he mimics. He crosses his defined arms over his chest and raises a brow at me. He’s scowling, but I think he’s biting back a smirk, especially as I mirror his pose. I missed his beautiful face. Not telling him that though.
“Yeah, no. I’m not leaving. I want to watch people get their faces smashed in, and what’s-his-name here promised me a good time.”
“Your little boyfriends won’t be happy about this.”
