Release (Off Balance 3)
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I proceeded to my room and threw his phone onto my bed. It wasn’t my business and I had no say in what anyone did, but this all made no sense. What pills did Reagan need? And why text Hayden about it?
I shook my head and a violent pounding ricocheted against my temples. I didn’t know what to think about anyone anymore. A million thoughts passed through my head, a giant maze of inconspicuous lies used to pacify me were suddenly clustered together in one big conspiracy.
I was probably overthinking, as always, but I couldn’t let this go. I just couldn't, especially if drugs were involved.
The day just kept getting better and better.
My stomach was a mess. I hated this unbalanced feeling brewing inside me. I was all over the place and not rock-steady like I typically considered myself.
Not since Kova dumped a pile of shit on me hours ago. Not since I found out about Avery and Xavier, and the truth about Joy.
Hayden emerged from the bathroom with a towel wrapped low around his waist. Steam filtered the cool air as droplets of water fell from his hair to his shoulders, trickling down his chest. He smiled, and for a moment I forgot why I was upset, until his gaze wandered to my bed. He stared down, his brows arched with uncertainty.
"Did you go through my phone?" His question was heavy with accusation.
I crossed my arms firmly in front of my chest. "Looks like Reagan is waiting for you."
Hayden gave me a pointed look. "What are you getting at?" he asked and picked the phone up from my bed. I glared at him, letting the fire in my eyes say everything I couldn’t.
"What do you have going on with her?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing? Those text messages are definitely not nothing." Hayden didn't answer. Instead, he unlocked his phone and read the messages. "She mentions pills, Hayden. That’s not nothing."
"Aid," he said my name in a casual tone, like we hadn’t just been naked together moments before. "I've always been your friend and there when you need me, but this is really none of your business."
"None of my business?" My jaw dropped, my pulse thrashed in my ears. "After everything I’ve shared with you in confidence, how can you stand there and tell me it’s none of my business when someone is messaging you about pills?"
Hayden shifted on his feet and gripped the towel firmly in one hand. "This isn’t something you need to know, Aid. Stay out of it."
"Stay out of—" I paused as a memory jogged my mind. I recalled the moment with Reagan in the hotel room at the meet I was pulled from. I’d confronted her over a bottle of pills. She’d insisted they were diet pills, but I knew better. "Who are you?” I took a hard look at Hayden. Sweet, laid back, always there for me Hayden. Was he supplying her drugs? No. Hayden would never do that. He wasn’t the kind of guy to sell drugs. Was he?
Hayden shook his head and flattened his lips. He almost looked a little hurt, which confused me. Either I was way off, or I had just found out his dirty little secret. "You're unreal, you know that? You’re suddenly doubting me because you were snooping. You're being irrational."
"I’m not being irrational." I walked up to him. "It’s clear you’re not who I thought you were. Tell me the truth."
His chest contracted and he blew out a breath through clenched teeth. When he didn't respond, I pushed. "Are you dealing her drugs?"
Hayden scoffed. "Dealing her drugs? Really, Aid, this isn’t an after-school special."
He hadn’t denied it, and if he was supplying to her, who else on the team was he supplying to?
"What about others? Are you dealing to more than just her?"
"It's none of your fucking business, Adrianna. Just drop it."
"Who else? Tell me. I deserve to know."
There was ice in his blue eyes now. "You deserve to know? Are you kidding me right now? As if you’re some innocent angel." He sneered. "Who do you think you are? You've been fucking our coach and you think you deserve to know what I'm doing in my private time?"
I sucked in a silent breath, taken aback by his hostility.
"Why don’t you tell me when you were last with Kova?" he countered. "I bet you guys have been fucking like animals this whole time and you're too ashamed to admit it, because while he was defiling you, he was balls deep inside his wife."
Tears burned the back of my eyes. I'd never seen this side of Hayden before, a side where he became defensive and confrontational. A side where drugs were possibly involved. His tenor, his furious gaze, his body language, it all blew into me like a hurricane.
Hayden glanced over my head and looked around the room, presumably for his clothes. "You got what you wanted, right? So we're done here?" Hard eyes landed back on me.