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I was fine with it; being alone only gave me more time to come up with a plan. I’d take Ash, mark my fucking words. I’d take her, and use her against everyone. My heart was ice; my thoughts about her before? How I couldn’t cum unless I was thinking of her? None of that mattered.
My phone rang, and I glanced at the caller-id before picking it up, my blood boiling. “Brooklyn,” I practically spat her name, never wanting to say it or type it out ever again. “I told you to stop calling me.”
“Why?” she asked on the other line, demanding answers. As if she had the right to demand anything from me. “Is this about that skank? Sawyer, I’ll—”
“Don’t you ever say my name again,” I said. “I’ve blocked you online, and if you call me one more time, I’m going to file a police report saying you’re stalking me, get a restraining order, and make sure the whole world knows how much of an obsessive bitch you are.” I hung up, throwing my phone down. It landed on the cushions, bouncing once.
I half expected her to call back, but she didn’t. Brooklyn, at least, knew what was good for her. If she fucking redialed my number after that, I’d make sure to make her life a living hell. I’d ruin anyone and everyone’s life if it got me what I wanted.
Declan, gone, out of the picture completely. Travis, feeling the same betrayal I did. And Ash? She would realize she wasn’t so special, that she was just another cunt for my cock, useless and boring in every other way.
I would never be the same Sawyer I was growing up. That Sawyer was dead. This one? The man I was now? He was angry, and he was willing to do anything to get what he wanted.
Chapter Eighteen – Ash
I was on my way back from the student union, carrying a bag of food back to the dorm when my phone rang. I thought it was my mom, since no one else ever called me except Kelsey, and I knew she had a few evening classes since she wasn’t a morning person. I answered it without thinking.
“Hello?”
There was silence on the other line for a few seconds.
My eyebrows creased, and I withdrew the phone from my ear for only a moment to see that the number calling was restricted, an unknown number. Someone didn’t want me to know who was calling.
I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk, causing two guys behind me to nearly walk into me with the suddenness of the stop. I gave them an I’m sorry look before moving onto the grass near one of the business buildings, out of the way of everyone else walking nearby.
“Hello?” I said again, my heart in my throat. A chill ran over me, and I couldn’t shake the strange feeling that I was being watched.
“We need to talk,” a loud voice came from behind me, not from my phone, and I dropped my cell as I practically leaped out of my skin. My phone landed in the grass, luckily unharmed, and I tossed a glare at the voice’s owner.
Travis.
I glanced all around, only feeling slightly more at ease because of all the people nearby. It wasn’t quite dark yet, so many other students were out, going about their day. I picked up my phone, noticing that the caller had hung up.
“I don’t have time to talk to you,” I muttered, not feeling good. I was starving until that call, and now I felt…odd.
“You continue to surprise me,” Travis said, eyeing me up. In the fading light, his hair looked pitch-black, his eyes dancing and reflecting the light from the setting sun. Such a beautiful blue hue, a deep color, one you could get lost in if you weren’t careful. An ocean, calm and tepid at first glance, but one that would swallow you up without hesitation.
“I’m not here to surprise you,” I told him. I’d made the mistake of not bringing my skateboard due to the amount of food I planned on buying. If I would’ve had it, I could’ve skated away, too fast for Travis to catch me.
Alas, we dealt with what we were given, and right now Travis stood between me and my route back to the dorm building.
“You told Sawyer about the video,” Travis stated.
Frankly, I was shocked. “Yes,” I said. “How’s he handling that news, by the way?”
“I don’t think we’re friends anymore.”
My gaze narrowed, because I knew Travis more than I wished I did. Guys like him didn’t have friends, not really. “But you weren’t friends to begin with, were you? He was just convenient for you.”
Travis gave me a smile, as if I’d done him proud. “You catch on quicker than Sawyer did, that’s for sure. It took someone ratting me out for him to realize it, but you? You figured it out all on your own.”
“I’m a smart cookie,” I spoke dryly, knowing that, deep down, I wasn’t. I made mistakes, plenty of them; mistakes a smart cookie did not in fact make. A dumb cookie. I was a dumb cookie who didn’t know when to quit or walk away.
“You better be careful, because now he wants to get back at me. Me, you, Declan…” Travis’s voice quieted as he inched nearer, his azure gaze falling to my mouth, which was pursed in an unimpressed look. “What’s the common denominator there?”
Him, Declan, and I…well, we were all human beings, but I didn’t think he meant it like that. We all went to Hillcrest, but so did a lot of people. I knew what he meant, though. I knew it because the common denominator between the three was me.
I was Travis’s obsession. I was Declan’s roommate. And, obviously, I was me. To get back at all three of us, Sawyer really only had to go after me.
