How dare he take what was ours? The three of us got to our feet as the screams in the hall increased. He threatens Arabella. Must protect her. Must get her back. Must keep her close. She’s ours, nobody else’s.
Arabella was a mouth breather and just all around a pathetic, annoying person with too many issues to count. She was also loud as fuck. The loudest person I’d ever met.
I’d been sick with rage when I’d listened to Aran and her have sex in the shower. It didn’t matter that Arabella was a girl; I knew what I’d heard. Every slap. Every moan.