Tough Shit (Rejects Paradise 1)

Chapter 17

I walk out of the school watching as Milo pulls away to go to whatever business meeting his father had planned for him to sit in on this afternoon. I have to admit, I feel kind of sorry for the guy. Since our performance on Saturday night, his dad has been all over him like a rash. Now that he’s confident that his son is as straight as an arrow, he’s suddenly proud and while Milo loves his father’s attention, the reasons for it are heartbreaking.

I can’t understand why people on this side of the world have such a hard time adapting to the LGBTQ community. It’s not as though it’s just sprung up out of nowhere. Hell, most of the celebrities they’re inviting to their fancy parties are gay so why should it matter if one of their own is too?

It makes me so angry for Milo. He deserves better. In this day and age, he shouldn’t be forced to hide in the closet. He should be loud and proud of the man he is.

I let out a deep sigh as his car fades from view. He practically ran out of here the second the bell sounded but I get it. No matter who your father is, sometimes you just need his attention. Hell, I know I’d do just about anything to spend time with my father right now. If I knew my time with him was limited, I would have been sure to spend every waking moment by his side.

Damn, I hope he knew how much I loved him.

I start making my way down to the student parking lot. I’m most likely setting myself up for a fail here, but if I just happen to catch Colton in a good mood, he might just let me catch a ride with him. My chances aren’t great seeing as though he and Spencer went at it in Math class today. I’m sure both their parents have heard about it which could only mean that Charles is waiting for him in his office, and hell, we know how their ‘discussions’ usually pan out.

“Sup, Jade?”

What the fuck? That isn’t Colton.

I whip my head around at the sound of the guy’s voice with my senses on high alert. No one calls me Jade except for Colton and he only does it because he knows how it annoys me and refuses to stop. Hell, I still haven’t worked out why he calls me Jade but right now, that’s not my issue.

Five guys come and hover around me while the one who had called me by Colton’s irritating name comes right up into my personal space and throws an arm over my shoulder. I don’t know these guys but I’ve seen them around school. They’re complete douchebags and what’s more, they completely idolize Colton.

Just fucking great. This couldn’t be good and seeing as though no one here is aware of the strange little thing Colton and I have got going on, this could only mean bad news.

The guys smell of grease and judging by the dirty hand that’s dangling down by my left tit, I’d dare say these guys have just come from shop class. Though, if I were to put my money on it—not that I have any—I’d say these guys didn’t learn a damn thing while in their shop class. I’ve spent years around boys fixing up stolen cars and Harleys and these guys wouldn’t know the difference between a hammer and a wrench.

“Get your dirty as fuck hands off me,” I say, pushing the dickwads hand off my shoulder and scowling at the black marks left on my white blouse. I clench my jaw. Maryne is going to give me hell for that.

“Come on, Jade. Play with us,” the guy says as his friends move in closer. “We just want to have a little fun.”

I let out a groan. Judging by the way he keeps emphasizing the name ‘Jade’ I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that whatever bullshit plan he has in place is a crime of passion. He wants to impress Colton and by doing that, it means getting at me. “If you want to have fun, then go home and find the inflatable doll hiding under your bed. The five of you could gather around and take turns. It’ll be like your very own gang bang.”

“We’d rather chill with you.”

Fuck this. I’m only a couple of meters away from the student parking lot. I just have to get to Colton’s car, find the douchebag in question and hide out in his Veneno then it’ll all be over. They’re insane if they think I’m about to entertain their bullshit. “You know, I just checked my schedule and unfortunately, you’re shit out of luck. I’m actually super busy right now. We’ll have to do it another time.”