I was sweating by the time I had finished fucking Rebecca. I was also so numb I had to wonder if I was still alive. I felt nothing. Nothing but guilt and self-loathing.
“That was fun,” she said as I pulled my beer-soaked T-shirt off. Reaching into my drawer, I pulled another shirt out.
The second I opened my bedroom door, Rebecca started laughing loudly as I slipped the new T-shirt over my head.
What in the fuck?
That’s when I saw Ellie and Ari. Ellie looked devastated. She spun back and looked at Gunner.
“It’s time to go, Crysti, and take your tramp friend Rebecca with you,” Gunner said with anger in his voice.
He led Crysti through the living room and to the front door.
“Hey! Take your hands off me, you dick!” Crysti shouted.
“Get out now!” Gunner shouted.
Everyone started piling toward the door since Gunner was making it seem like the party was officially coming to an end. My eyes caught the sight of Ari crying, and it felt like someone had punched me in the gut. I deserved it. Maybe I should ask Josh or Brad to throw a few punches at me. Let them land and give me what I deserved. With a defeated sigh, I quickly headed outside and found myself another beer.
Chapter Twenty-Nine – Jeff
It was quiet. Not like it had been thirty minutes ago when I needed to forget about this entire night. I was stupid enough to think fucking Rebecca would make the ache in my chest go away. I only made it worse, and a part of me knew I was fucking up. I never imagined Ari would be standing there when we walked out of the room. And fucking Rebecca made sure everyone saw us with her fake laughing.
My head dropped. If I had wanted to push Ari away, I just did.
“You want to tell me what the fuck has gotten into you tonight?” Gunner asked, grabbing a beer and pulling up a chair to sit next to me.
I looked at him and shook my head. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
He let out a gruff laugh. “You’ve got to know what an asshole you were tonight, not only to Ari but to your sister as well. Dude, I can’t believe you slept with Rebecca! What a stupid-ass move, man.”
Burying my face in my hands, I wanted to let out a scream. Why didn’t I tell her all the months ago how I felt about her? Instead, I stalked her like a crazy motherfucker and made her feel like shit every chance I got.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Gunner. I know I fucked up, okay? Just leave me the hell alone.”
“I have never in my life been so goddamn disappointed in you, Jefferson. Never!” Ellie’s voice filled the night, and I cringed, knowing what was about to come.
She was standing in front of me, her hands on her hips, looking pissed off.
“Ellie, why don’t y’all head into my room and get some sleep, okay, honey?”
Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “What? You really think either one of us wants to go and sleep in the bed you just fucked a girl in?”
I flinched. I wanted to tell her I didn’t fuck her in my bed. The only thing that touched my bed was Rebecca’s hands holding on to the footboard, but I didn’t think that would help any.
“No, thank you, Jefferson. I’m calling a cab, and we’re going back to Ari’s house.”
“Ellie, no, don’t leave, sweetheart. Ari has had way too much to drink. You both can sleep in my room tonight,” Gunner said, taking Ellie away from me.
“I can’t believe he did this, Gunner! I can’t believe it. Ari just told me what he said about her losing her virginity. This . . . this person sitting here is not my brother.”
Tears burned my eyes.
“You’re just like Mom! You drink, and you spit out hateful, hurtful things, you prick!”
Her words stung more than she would ever know. The worst part about it was she was right.
My tears fell as I watched my sister storm back into the house.