Page 53 of Shattered Pieces

“A big whore. Stand still,” she chuckled, putting one bandage in place before taking the other from my hand and sticking it over the second wound. “Feel okay?”

“It’ll do,” I answered as she stood, and I scowled as she smacked a kiss on my cheek.

“Good as new,” she purred, throwing out the packaging before leading me out of Medical.

The girls all wanted to watch a movie, so I decided to join them, Jamie giving up her spot on the couch for me so she could sit on the floor. It was strange sitting there with them as we laughed at whatever comedy movie they’d picked, and I kept glancing at Lexi as if trying to figure her out.

Would we be friends on the outside when we got released? Or would we go back to being enemies from rival crews?

As much as her idea of drinking at Wet Dreams sounded nice, I knew it wouldn’t be that simple. Archer hated me and he hated Hunter, so it was asking for trouble.

What was Hunter doing right now? Was he busy digging into my situation? Working? Having a beer with Marco and Ty? What was Lukas and Jensen doing?

Did Caden and Skeeter really hate me?

My chest ached at the thought of them all, and I must have shown something on my face because Tilly leaned into me, giving me a reassuring smile.

I gave her a smile back but it was forced, and I turned my eyes to the TV, but I wasn’t watching it anymore.

It was too late to call any of them, so I pretended to watch TV for another half an hour before heading to bed, feeling like the bed was too damn empty. It had been nice having Marco beside me last night, but it wasn’t like he could break in here, no matter how badly I’d hoped for it.

Tyler

People could sense the rift between all of us. Caden had sat with us at school, but he didn’t say much, spending most of his time glaring at people. He’d been pretty vocal about cutting Rory off, so had Skeeter, so gossip was spreading like wildfire.

Claire was trying to sink her claws into Caden again, but thankfully, he kept brushing her off.

I understood he was mad, but I doubted it would be fixable once Rory was out if he started hooking up with Claire again.

It was Monday afternoon, and I was almost jumping out of my skin to see Marco. He’d gone to Fairview yesterday to try and find out more about Rory’s attack, and he’d been noticeably quiet. That meant he’d either found out nothing, or things were okay.

Knowing she’d been in the hospital and I couldn’t visit made me feel sick. Caden had rolled his eyes when I’d mentioned it at lunch, but there was a flicker of worry on his face, which I took as a good sign. It meant he still gave a shit.

The McLaren was parked near Caden’s Challenger when we walked out of school, which was no surprise. Both Skeeter and Caden were always hanging out when Skeeter wasn’t stuck doing crew business.

Skeeter eyed me as I approached, a scowl on his face. “Where’s Holloway?”

“Fucked if I know,” I shrugged, pulling my phone out to check my messages. There was still nothing from Marco, but Hunter had messaged to tell me to meet him at their warehouse, so hopefully, that meant they’d heard something.

“Don’t act like I stole him from you. It’s not like you can talk. You’ve been up Hunter and Marco’s asses since that bitch got put away,” he scoffed, my eyes narrowing.

“I’m trying to get her back out. It’s your fault all of this happened, so stop being an asshole. You never answered the phone when she called. You’re the one acting like someone was stolen from you. She wasn’t fucking them, Skeet.”

His jaw clenched as he leaned on his car, looking like he was considering shooting me.

“You think I’d believe you? You’re probably fucking them too.”

“I find it hilarious that you keep accusing everyone of fucking Marco but you’re the only one who has. Is this jealousy?” I bit out, barely finishing my sentence before his fist met my face. My ass hit the ground and he punched me again, his hand gripping my jaw so tightly I was starting to think he was going to break it.

“You shut your fucking mouth before I cut your tongue out,” he snarled, his eyes not even looking human anymore. I’d really pissed him off. “Tell that prick to shut his mouth too.”

My head was pounding, and I flexed my jaw when he let go and stood back.

“Do you even care that she was shivved?” I demanded, seeing a flicker of surprise on his face before he masked it.

“What are you talking about?”

“Rory. She was shivved yesterday and went to the hospital. She’s going to fucking die in there without your protection. Do something. Get your girls to buddy up with her or something. I’m not telling you not to be mad, but be mad in a way that lets you two fight about it when she gets out.”