The Harder You Fall (Rixon Raiders 3)

Tears glossed her eyes. “But we’re—”

“What? The same? Well suited? Destined to be?” I mocked dryly. “You don’t know anything about me!”

People were watching now. Jason and Cameron slowly inching their way over to us, concern pinching their expressions.

“Asher, calm down.” Kellie tried to save face. “You’re making a scene.” She fluffed her hair as if it held the power to fix the mess she’d created.

It didn’t.

“Get the fuck out of my house and don’t ever come back.” My best friends came to my side, Hailee and Flick watching on from over by the door.

“You heard him,” Jase said coolly. No one ignored his word. In Rixon High, Jason Ford’s word was final. Kellie sniffled back a tear and spun on her heel before running out of the house.

“And don’t let the door hit you on the way out,” I yelled, my chest heaving.

“What was all that about?” he asked.

“How much did you hear?”

“Enough to know she pissed you the hell off.”

“She was fucking with Mya.” Shame burned through me. I’d done this. I’d given people the impression I blamed her.

I’d stoked the flames.

“Fuck. I think I really screwed up, you guys.”

“No shit.” Cam folded his arms across his chest, pi

nning me with a hard look.

“We all screw up,” Jase added. “We’re guys, it’s what we do. But the question is how do you plan on fixing it?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted.

But I’d figure it out.

I had to.

Because losing Mya for good was not an option.

It never was.

I’d just been too blinded by pain and grief to see it.

“Can’t you drive any faster?” I tapped my hand against my knee, my eyes searching the dark empty streets for Mya.

She wasn’t answering her cell. Fuck knows, I’d called it enough. I knew Mya would most likely ignore me, so I used Felicity’s phone. But still, she didn’t pick up.

“There.” I saw the shadowy silhouette of Mya’s profile up ahead. “Stop the car.”

“Asher, just give me a—”

“Stop the damn car,” I rushed out, my hand already clutching the handle ready to push. The car slammed to a halt and I leaped out. “Mya, wait up,” I called.

“Go away, Asher.” She stepped up her pace but there was no way she could outrun me.

I broke into a jog, darting across the street and falling into step beside her. “Don’t you know it’s not safe to walk home alone?”