Chapter 25
Killian
I bang on Liri’s door
again. I couldn’t find her car, but she has to come back here to sleep.
A door down the hall cracks open. “Dude, I told you that no one has been here since earlier today. Some of us actually need sleep. Why don’t you give me your number, and if I see or hear them, I will text you? Just please stop screaming and banging on the door like a lunatic.”
“Forget it.” I stomp down the stairs of the emergency exit.
Liri is so fucking stubborn. I am too. It’s why we fight so damn much.
Where the hell would she go?
Hayley. She would want Hayley.
I hop back in my car and drive back to the house. Her cars not here but Liam is here so maybe that means Liri and Hayley are here with him. If she’d answer one of my calls or text I could explain. She needs to hear me out. I didn’t do anything wrong. I admit I could have handled explaining the situation to her.
Fuck.
Liam is in the kitchen downing shots. “Where’s Hayley?”
“Don’t fucking care.”
“Have you seen Liri?”
“Haven’t you done enough damage for one night?” His comment pisses me off but I let it slide.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know you didn’t know about them.”
“Well now I do. Cheers.” He knocks back another drink and I feel gutted. I ruined everything because of Jackie’s dumb ass. This is all her fault. If she wouldn’t go around spreading her legs for everyone and damn, I can’t lay it all on her though I wish I could.
“So what? You’re gonna lose the best thing you’ve ever had because she slept with someone before you ever even knew her name.”
He glares at me. “If you are going to keep talking you can go. I don’t want to hear her name.”
I shake my head. “You’re being stupid.”
“Like you’re an expert on women. I’m glad Liri ran from you. You don’t deserve her. You spread misery everywhere you go.”
“You’re drunk and need a target.”
I start to leave him to it when Woodrow shows his face the kitchen. Liam charges him. They fall into the fridge. I should pull Liam off him, but they need to work this shit out between the two of them.
Woodrow laughs in Liam’s face. “She was a real sweet piece of ass. You can’t blame me for trying to tap it again.”
Liam punches him in the gut. “Shut your fucking mouth.”
“Don’t be mad, man. It’s not personal. I would have popped Liri’s cherry if Killian hadn’t gotten in the way. She let you hit it yet? Bet her pussy is good and tight.”
All I see is a red haze.
“You’re a dead man,” I seethe. I go after him and ram my fist in his ribs hoping I crack every single fucking one.
“What the hell?” Ben joins the scene and hooks his arms under my armpits, jerking me away as I kick, fight, and spit to get back at Woodrow.
“You want a piece of me too?” Woodrow spits blood out on the linoleum floor.