Page 104 of Twisted Fate

“Soldiers have been sitting in a car, two cars over from yours for a while. One of our guys noticed and called us in to get you the fuck out,” he whispered, and I peeked around the corner at the car he was speaking about.

I squinted, trying to see whatever he could see.

I didn’t see anyone in it.

“But there’s no one…”

“Trust me, they’re in there. Follow me,” he cut me off, taking my hand in his and leading me towards my locker once checking that the Soldier hadn’t turned back.

Hunter raised an eyebrow as we approached holding hands, but Diesel kept a firm hold on me as he surprisingly took control of the situation.

“Slash, you give us ten minutes to get out, then you drive her car to the shed, okay? Hunter, you…”

“I’m staying with Rory,” he protested, but Diesel glared at him.

“She’s with me. You can meet us at the shed if you really have to. Soldiers are sitting in the parking lot near her car, and one’s running around on foot looking for her, so we have to fucking move now.”

Jensen tensed up, and when he reached out and touched my arm, I let him.

When I didn’t protest to his touch, he moved in front of me with a worried look on his usual carefree face.

“Be careful. Please.”

I hesitated, taking his hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“I will. You guys need to stay away from me though, okay? Promise me you will.”

He seemed torn, but Lukas tugged him back beside him and gave me a scathing glare.

“Don’t worry, we will.”

I thought maybe he just wasn’t over being dumped, and that was why he was being so bitter towards me.

Well, he shouldn’t have called me a fucking whore.

I didn’t have time for his theatrics.

Caden and Tyler went to speak, but Diesel tugged me away, leading me through the school and towards a back gate that I’d rarely used.

Usually, the druggies hung out there at lunch break, so I never ventured through.

I wasn’t stupid enough to take drugs to school.

I slowed when we got to the Psycho’s black Chevy van and Skeeter opened the door, giving me a serious look.

“Don’t fucking argue. Get in and let’s go.”

I didn’t speak as I did as I was told.

I knew how serious the situation was.

Once we were driving along the old main road, Diesel turned to me, irritation clear on his face.

“Why did Hunter want to stick with you so badly? Can’t he live without you for five fucking minutes?”

Skeeter’s sharp green eyes met mine as they flicked to the rear view mirror, waiting for my answer.

I’d almost bet he was itching to fucking yell at me.