Page 78 of MC Princess
“You are so damn cute. At least I know people won’t be fucking with me on the walk. Anyone in their right mind would be fearsome of you with that wicked grin on your face. I have to call my dad.”
He answers on the first ring, “Who needs to die?”
“Alright, so hear me out.”
“Shit, you didn’t shut me down right away, someone fucked up!” Pyro laughs beside me, but I know that he is hanging onto my every word. Before I tell my dad, what happened I take Pyro’s hand in mine, hopefully it will stop him from turning around and going into the dean’s office.
“The dean is a pig. A fat, old, ugly pig. He called me into his office and offered to protect me from expulsion in exchange for sexual favors. He did it with such ease and confidence that I am sure he has done it before and been successful. It was bad enough when he tried to hide what happened to the first girl from the campus, but he says that parents and the school board want me gone. He offered to convince them to let me to stay. I got the whole thing recorded on my phone.” Pyro pulls against my hand, but I hold him tighter.
“I had to pull my knife on him when he approached me, trying to take the recording.”
“So, you need a cleanup on campus?”
I laugh so hard that even Pyro joins in, “No dad. I didn’t kill him. He passed out. I want his life ruined. I told him to expect the police, and if he doesn’t go to jail, the club is coming after him.”
“Okay, send me the recording. I’ll take care of it.”
“Call Sal, I think he and his partner would be good assets for the club.”
I hang up the phone and walk the rest of the way back to the house with Pyro in silence. About halfway there he takes his hand out of mine and puts his arm around me, I pull him close and match my steps with his, tucking my hand into his back pocket.
I love this.
Pyro’s bike is outside the sorority house, as is Tops. I guess that means Zoe is home. I bring Pyro inside and before we make it to the stairs, I see Top talking to Raven.
“She is with Bayleigh right now.” Top has dark circles under his eyes, and he is still in the clothes that he was wearing yesterday.
“Dude, did you sleep at all?” I smack Pyro for being insensitive but then I remember the company that I am standing in and should have known better. The guys don’t care about being sensitive.
“She’s been asking for you,” he doesn’t answer Pyro, and that is telling enough. I knew that the guys would be having a hard time with what happened but I kind of expected them to be taking care of themselves.
I put a hand on his arm and give it a little squeeze, “Go to the apartment and get a shower and a nap. Borrow a change of clothes and come back. I’ve got her.”
“I tried that,” Raven starts, she cuts herself off when Top nods his head and starts to leave. “What the hell. I tried that so many times.”
“You aren’t the Boss. She is.” Pyro kisses me and turns to leave. “I’m going to go with him, make sure he gets there in one piece and doesn’t fall asleep on his bike.”
I think it’s crazy that every time one of them touches me I get tingles in my toes. Who in the hell would have thought that I would get to have all my heart’s desire? At this point I am looking forward to moving home and start living my life with them.
The walk up the stairs is as hard as walking out of her room was. My feet feel heavy, but not as heavy as my heart. Bayleigh walks out of her room right as I was going to walk into it. She doesn’t look happy to see me, she mumbles as I walk by, but I don’t stop, I can use my imagination and come up with something far better than what she truly said.
I think that the reason we were ever friends was because of Zoe, the only reason that she helped me with my outfit that day was because she can’t help herself when it comes to fashion.
Zoe is sitting in the middle of her bed, there are two prescription bottles on her bedside table, and a bottle of orange juice that’s still sealed. She looks rougher than she did yesterday, and I can tell that she isn’t sleeping well.
“I sent Top to the apartment to get a shower and some sleep,” I sit on the end of her bed, normally I would plop down beside her, but I don’t know how much pain she is in, and I don’t want to make anything worse for her.
“Good, I think he watched me sleep all night and didn’t get any for himself.” Her voice sounds better, but her bruises are worse. Yesterday you could see that there was going to be some but now they are starting to turn purple, I know that they are going to look even worse before they get better.
“Zoe…”
“Not this again. There is nothing you could have done. I want to be clear; I won’t hear any more of it. I have known Noah for years; I would have never thought this is something he could be capable of. Yet here we are. I left the coffee shop with him, and I took a water that I didn’t open myself. I made mistakes. It’s going to be okay, eventually.”
I am in awe of how damn strong she is. I can’t even begin to imagine what I would be like if this had happened to me. I know that I wouldn’t be laying in this bed talking about how I made a mistake. I would probably be a fucking mess, and the guys would have already taken me home.
I think that she is the person I needed to help me stop being so hard on myself. I know she scolded me when we were in the hospital but hearing her rationalize it this way helped.
“Okay, no more blaming myself. Want to talk about you, or me?”
