Page 6 of Flame


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She snorts and shakes her head, and I know instantly, "Seriously? You sleep with my sister, the person who has treated me poorly all my life when you knew I had feelings for you, and you stand there looking all confused, then question why I'm not in school like you have a right?"

Wait?

Treated poorly—what the fuck is she going on about?

I sigh and drop my head; she's making shit up in her head. See, this is why I couldn't try with her; she's too young, too immature, and making shit up. "Look, Star, you're only sixteen, so you won't understand, but what I get up to with your sister is between me and her, and I think it's about time you got over your little crush, and if this helps, then great."

I look up in time to see coldness in her eyes and swallow hard. She's never looked at me this way before. She gives me the fakest fucking smile going before standing on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek before whispering, not breaking eye contact, "All you had to do was tell it to me straight, but instead you turned into the biggest jackass going who I no longer seeas my best friend. I hope she gave you the Chlamydia she was diagnosed with yesterday; get lost, Flame."

She turns and walks away from me, the blue summer dress swishing in the light breeze.

"STAR!"

I shout, but she ignores me, heading into the clubhouse, most likely going to her father's room, which no one has access to. For fucks sake,

Sighing, I run a hand through my hair before going to my bike. Dagger gives me a brow raise, but I just shake my head and climb on my bike, revving her up before taking my place at the passenger's side of the van that will be transporting our goods for the Rebels.

We make it to the handover in just under four hours. Dagger speaks to Shorty, the Rebel's VP, while I look at my phone, ensuring the route back is still possible as the prospects switch vans.

I'm just going over the route back when my phone rings and I furrow my brows when the Pres’s name pop up, and I answer it instantly,

"Pres?"

He sighs, "Fuck Flame."

I tense.

"I'm not even going to go into how fucking stupid you are for trying to push Star away by fucking her sister, who, by the way, instantly threatened Star, telling her to stay away from you." I swallow hard, shit. "But fuck, she's going to kill me for this; Star was assaulted at school."

I sit up straighter on my bike, my back ridged, anger overriding my emotions, causing Dagger to walk over to me with Hawk, our soon-to-be Sargent, at arms, and I place my phone onloudspeaker. Shorty joins too to make sure everything's ok, but it's fucking not!

"What do you mean Star was fucking assaulted?"

The men tense while Pres sighs again, "Some fucker who fucked her sister earlier this year decided she must be easy too." I swallow hard again, bile rising in my throat. She kept turning him down, and he didn't like it. He cornered her on the way to her art class at lunchtime and cupped her, threatening to take her virginity." I growled along with the others. "She did well and recorded the whole thing; the guy is a linebacker and fucking popular in the school, so she knew she needed evidence. She acted like the scared little girl he thought she was until she head-butted him, broke his nose, and then kneed him. She went to tell her momma, but she was having a bad day, so she came to me. I thought you ought to know. I have called the school; the guys fucked, and I've pulled Star out of it; she'll be homeschooled by Jewels until she heads to art school."

I sigh; this is why I won't be with her; the clubs already fucked her chances of having friends, and now guys are assaulting her, thinking she's easy. I understand her sister giving in all the time didn't make it any easier for Star, but now she's not going to have the school life. At least she'll have jewels, though. She's basically Dagger's mother. His birth mom had died during childbirth, and Jewels was his mother's best friend. His dad was forced to take him on, much to Leslie's dismay, his Step-momma.

"I'll call her now."

He clears his throat. "She may not want to talk to you, son; you fucked her sister to push her away." The brothers around me wince while Shorty's mouth drops open in shock. "I know Pres, but whether she likes it or not, I'm still her best friend."

He wishes me luck before hanging up while the brothers wince again and I nod, "Yeah, I fucked up."

"No shit," Shorty mumbles as the men chuckle while I flip them all off before we say bye to the Rebels, who offered to kidnap the fucker who assaulted Star, making us laugh as we head to George's diner for a bit of grub before catching up with the empty van that's now heading home. The brothers go in to order while I stay on my bike and call Star. She ignores my call, causing my anger to spike. I fucking fucked up big time. I know this, but she's acting a little immature about all this.

Dammit, I thought this was the best way. She deserves more than me for this fucking life. I press call again, and she finally answers. I don't give her time to talk, though.

"When exactly Star were you going to tell me someone fucking assaulted you today?"

She sighs, "I'm sorry. Was this before or after you decided to walk out of my sister's room covered in hickeys?" Fuck, that explains her anger. She saw. "Look, Zayne, I haven't got time for this. You were busy, so I went to Uncle."

I sigh, "I thought I was doing what was right, Star, your only sixteen."

"That may be so, but you should have gone about it the right way, not that way. I know you and I are never going to happen, but you didn't have to do that with someone who treated me poorly for as long as I can remember."

I swallow hard.

"Did you know she's called me a murderer since I was ten?" My eyes widen. What the fuck? "Yeah, she blames me for my father being killed; her exact words today when I went home to see momma about what happened at school were, and I quote, 'Well, if it isn't the little murderer. Ditching school now, are we?Do yourself a favor, bitchface; stay away from Flame; he's mine now." My nostrils flare, shit, "You say you're my best friend, my protector, yet you're the one who just hurt me all to try and push me away without even trying to talk to me first.

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