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The door flies open and Crew enters, beaming with his Halloween mask in his hand. “You're now looking at a straight-A student.” The wide grin spread across his face makes it obvious he’s missed out on what’s going on. When he catches our perplexed looks, his expression quickly drops. “Tough crowd. Who died?”
Out of nowhere, Neo sweeps through the crowd, bumping into me, then Jagger. “The fuck you are,” he gnashes at Scar, before grabbing her by the waist from behind.
“I. Will. Never. Not. Hate. You, Scar. Do you understand me?” I inhale his hot breath, my limbs quivering. “Nothing you do or say will ever change the sheer agony I feel in your presence. I despise you. Your touch repulses me. Your existence makes me sick. You are toxic. A poison I refuse to ingest. Crew and Jagger can drink it up, but not me. I’d die first.”
Why do I look at her with Crew and Jagger and want nothing more than to decapitate my own friends, just so they can’t look at her or taste her ever again? Why does the thought of any guy looking at her and undressing her with their eyes make me want to put her in a cage and keep her as my own little pet? I hate her. Everything about her repulses me. So why do I want her so fucking bad?
“You’re acting as if being with me would be a girl’s worst nightmare.” She huffs out a breath. “I’m not agreeing or denying that.”
“Well, babe. As my mother always says, if you live your life to please everyone else, you’ll die a lonely old hag.”
He leans closer, his mouth ghosting over mine as he whispers, “I wanna fuck you, Scar.”
Teeth bared, she slams my face into her sex. “You wanna play, asshole. I’ll play.” Holy fuck that was hot.
“I want you to be mine, Scar. Let me protect you and your secrets. Only me. No one else.”
He kisses my lips softly then says, “I want to be better, and it starts with you.”
Crew: My childhood crush whose hugs feel like home. He’s the one who I know will always be there for me no matter what. Jagger: My first kiss, who makes me feel adored and wanted. He’s got a smile that lights up a room and eyes that melt my soul. Neo: My villain. The bruised and battered guy who hates everyone, but for some reason, decided he doesn’t hate me. I want to fix him. Show him what love can feel like. Then I want to keep him, just the way he is. Dark parts, scars, and all.
but he’s got a soft spot now, and it’s saved just for me.
