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Selena nodded. “Of course he is. The knight in shining armor of the female population of Hade Harbor won’t be able to hold himself back. He’s overprotective as fuck and this time, there’s a reason to be.”
I stifled another sob. “I can’t do this, though. I can’t keep lying to him. It feels like I’m dying inside!” I cried.
Selena sighed and pulled me into her arms. “Yeah, I know, but it doesn’t have to be forever. We need to figure out a way to get rid of Trent. He’s a fucking monster…and he deserves comeuppance. We have to do it in a way that doesn’t risk anyone else we care about.”
“I don’t want you getting involved either — you’ve paid your dues.”
Selena shook her head. “I can’t relax until something happens to Trent. I need something to happen to him. Fuck moving on and turning the other cheek. I want an eye for an eye. Bloody. Wicked. Vengeance.”
Her strong words stoppered my tears. I nodded, a new sense of resolve filling me. She was right. I didn’t have to take Trent’s evil commands lying down. I just had to make sure Asher wasn’t involved.
Selena tapped her lip. “What we need is someone who we don’t care gets hurt…someone who might have it out for Trent. Surely a guy like him has a lot of enemies.”
A soft Irish accent slid through my mind. The guy outside the hospital. I’d forgotten about him in the stress of those few days.
“You’re the competitive one. You’re going to let Trent win like this?” Selena pushed me.
“I might know someone, but I don’t think he’s trustworthy, or a good person,” I murmured.
Selena shrugged. “Maybe it takes a monster to punish another monster. It’s worth a shot.”
Yes, it was.
We left the bathroom, and for the first time in a few days, the darkness was a little less heavy. If I could send someone scary after Trent, maybe one day soon, he’d be out the picture. I could go to Asher and confess everything, throw myself at his mercy, let him punish me all he wanted, if he’d just give me another chance.
I looked at his table. It was empty. I turned to look down the corridor. He was walking away, his broad back tense. Since he couldn’t see me, I allowed myself to look my fill.
I miss you.
When my eyes dried up, I began to scheme. I’d never lost a game yet, and I wasn’t about to start now.
Asher
We had a late practice that evening, and I was out for blood before we’d even left the locker room. Someone said something in a half snigger. I only caught the word cheerleader, before flying off the handle.
I shoved the fucker into the wall of metal and slammed my hand into the locker by his face, hard enough to leave a dent.
“What did you just say?”
He blinked at me, paling. “I just said I’m glad we’ve got puck bunnies…cheerleaders seem like bitches, you know…because of?—”
I slammed my hand into the locker again. “Let me stop you there. I don’t want to hear you even thinking the word cheerleader, or talking about one in particular. She shouldn’t even enter your head, never mind you saying her name, got it?”
The idiot stalked off muttering under his breath, while I sank down on a bench and rubbed my temples. I’d had a headache since this whole thing had started, and there was no sign of it letting up.
“Okay, tiger, take it down a notch. Coach won’t like that energy turned on our own team,” Marcus said, sinking down next to me. “Are you going to be okay out there?”
I rolled my shoulders back, hot anger pressing against my skull and making my headache even worse. I might be mad as hell at Winter, but God help the person who talked shit about her. The mood I was in right now, they’d end up in the hospital, and I really didn’t need that kind of heat.
“What do you need to do to get over this?”
I shook my head. “It’s not over. There is no getting over it when it’s not finished.”
“Well, it kind of is, if you can’t get her to tell you what the fuck is going on.”
I let loose a growl of frustration. “I just wish I could get her alone, with nowhere to run or hide…somewhere she’s trapped with me. Then I could make her tell me what was going on.” I squeezed my hands together until my fingers turned white. “Take her fucking complicated, beautiful head and shake the secrets out.”
Marcus clapped me on the shoulder. “Okay, I’ve changed my mind. Maybe you shouldn’t be alone with her. It’s a homicide waiting to happen. Romeo and Juliet, if Romeo was a biker and accidentally killed Juliet.”
