Clipped by Love (Bellevue Bullies 2)

Nothing is said for a moment; the only things I hear are the waves crashing and girls laughing. They are both staring at me like I just called them both fuckers, and after I replay my words in my head, I may have come off like a bit of an asshole.

“Well, that escalated quickly,” Jace says, dropping down in the chair beside me and reaching for a Coke before popping the top. “Jeez.”

“Sure did,” Jude agrees before typing something and then tucking his phone in his pocket. “Excuse me for missing my girlfriend.”

“And excuse me for wanting to get laid,” Jace adds as they both look at me.

“You’re excused,” I decide before pulling my teal and black Bellevue Bullies ball cap down over my eyes to hide the sun. “I’m just saying.”

“No you aren’t saying anything; you’re bitching like a girl,” Jace says.

“At least I don’t look like one,” I throw back.

“He’s right about that,” Jude agrees with a grin. “But you’re right, I just miss her, okay? I’m sorry.”

“I get it. She’s special.”

“Yeah.” Jude grins. “I can’t wait to ask her to marry me.”

“It’s going to be great,” Jace agrees. We all love Claire, but it’s hard not to be jealous. She steals all of Jude’s attention. I used to be his best friend, but Claire took that spot. I want to say that I’m okay with it, but it’s just another thing that’s changed.

Everything is fucking changing.

Looking over at Jace, I give him an expectant look and he gives me one back.

“What? I’m not apologizing for wanting to get laid.”

Rolling my eyes, I look over at Jude and say, “See, he’s turning into a douche.”

“Yeah, maybe we should kick his ass?”

Jace scoffs and I shrug. “Or we could throw him into the ocean and drown him.”

“Mom might get mad. You know how much she loves the pretty boy,” Jude counters, and I nod as Jace glares.

“Y’all are just mad because I’m better looking, and you two are ugly.”

I scoff along with Jude as we both ignore him. “Yeah, but we can at least scare him out of his douchery.”

“This is true.” Jude nods, slowly removing his phon

e. I do the same. “He’s kinda fast.”

“I swear to God, I’ll kill you two,” Jace threatens, but we don’t hear him. It’s like old times.

Us two against the world.

“Yeah, but if you take his legs out, he can’t get far,” I suggest.

Nodding, Jude leans back and stretches his arms. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jace on the edge of his seat. He isn’t as stupid as I make him out to be. We are always ganging up on him. He’s just waiting for the cue to run, but we won’t give it to him. He’s a novice compared to us.

“I don’t know. I’m kind of tired.” Jude yawns, crossing his arms.

“Cause you’re an old fart!” Jace teases, laughing. “You couldn’t catch me anyway. You may have that big ol’ contract with the Kings, but you can’t touch this.”

“Eh, he might be right,” I tease and Jude scoffs.

Then out of nowhere, he lunges over me, tackling Jace to the sand. It takes us a few minutes, but soon we have him, Jude with his torso and me with his legs as we drag him to the ocean. While he screams and calls us every cuss word in the book, we laugh, and I can honestly say, I’m finally relaxing.