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“Are you going to cry?” Heather asked in a mocking tone that had her friends laughing.
“I mean, I don’t want to rule anything out,” Mikey said with a heavy sigh, deciding that she was definitely coming back next year just to piss them off.
“You know, we found out a lot about you over the past year,” Nicole said off-handedly.
“Don’t care,” Mikey said, forcing the words out as she moved to leave, deciding that she’d had enough for one day.
“Then, you don’t what to know what we found out about your mother? Or maybe we should talk about your father. Can you imagine how embarrassed he’d be if he knew how much of a loser you were. Thank God he’s dead, right?”
* * *
“What the hell are you doing?”Jonathan asked as he joined him in line.
“Enjoying the last day of school,” Sebastian said dryly as he watched Mikey swallow nervously as she watched him.
“That, and you seem to be enjoying tormenting Mikey,” Jonathan pointed out as he reached around him and helped himself to a tray.
“What did I tell you?” Sebastian asked, watching as Mikey narrowed her eyes on him.
There was a slight pause, and then, Jonathan was clearing his throat as he said, “That you would smother me in my sleep if I did anything to piss you off today.”
“Then, you know what to expect tonight,” Sebastian murmured absently as he shot Mikey a wink before he reluctantly grabbed a tray and moved up in line and out of sight of the teenage girl who was on the verge of beating the shit out of him with her tray.
“Are you going to tell me what you’re up to?” Jonathan asked as he helped himself to a burger.
“I’m enjoying having the little brat at my mercy for once,” Sebastian said, unable to help but smile as he thought about the last few months.
She was just so goddamn adorable when she was pissed and she was definitely pissed. Her glare said it all. Since he’d refused to tell her what he had planned, she’d been glaring her adorable little ass off at him every chance she got. She’d been trying everything that she could think of to get him to talk from glares to muttering and everything in between.
He’d lost count of how many times he woke up in the middle of the night to find her standing next to his bed with a flashlight pointed at her face as she did her best to scare him into talking. That was always followed by grumbling as she shoved him over and joined him before placing her cold feet over his and tearing a grunt from him so that she could try to intimidate him in comfort. When that didn’t work, she would move on to trying to trick him into talking, which normally ended with her calling him a sick bastard as she stormed off, only to come back, grumble something incoherently and steal his sweatshirt.
She’d also tried bribing him with food, hoping that her mother’s cupcakes would be enough to entice him into talking and when it wasn’t, she usually followed that up by tackling him so that she could shove the aforementioned cupcake down his throat as she screamed, “Talk, you son of a bitch! Talk!” which normally ended with him laughing his ass off and the little brat taking that as a challenge.
Sebastian would be lying if he said that he hadn’t enjoyed the last few months, tormenting the little brat while he bought himself more time. God, he loved it when she-
“Oh, crap…” Jonathan muttered, drawing his attention to find his brother looking down at his phone.
A soft chime had Sebastian pulling out his phone and-
Moving his ass when he saw what was waiting for him. He shoved past students glued to their phones, back out into the dining hall just in time to see Mikey, who normally never let anything get to her, pull her fist back and-
Had his stomach dropping when he heard the unmistakable sound of Nicole’s nose breaking seconds before blood began gushing down her face.
“Don’t you ever talk about my father again,” Mikey bit out, ignoring Nicole’s screams as she struggled to stop the flow of blood pouring out of her nose as she snatched her bag off the floor and headed for the door.
Never taking his eyes off Mikey, Sebastian pushed his way through the crowd forming around Nicole and headed for the doors. Before she reached the headmaster’s office, Sebastian was there, taking her hand in his and leading her to the chairs where she dropped down without a word.
For the next hour, Sebastian sat with her, absently running his thumb over the back of her trembling hand as they stared straight ahead, listening to Nicole’s screams, the headmaster’s muffled shouting, and Nicole’s mother threatening to press charges, followed by Uncle Jason letting her know exactly what her daughter had been up to for the past year followed by promises of calling Uncle Garrett and making sure that her daughter paid for what she put Mikey through. When the headmaster finally emerged from his office sometime later, Sebastian entwined his fingers with hers and gave her hand a gentle squeeze, letting her know that everything would be okay.
“Mikey,” the headmaster began as he pulled a chair closer and sat down, “We have a very strict rule about fighting but given the circumstance…” Shaking his head, he slowly exhaled as he continued, “I’m sorry about what she said about your father, Mikey. There’s no excuse for that and after watching the video, it’s become painfully clear that she’s enjoyed making your life a living hell this year. It never should have happened, and for that, you have my deepest apologies.”
When Mikey didn’t say anything, Sebastian asked, “What’s going to happen to Mikey?”
Shaking his head, the headmaster said, “Normally, we’d be having a talk about suspension or even expulsion for fighting, but in this case, I believe that you’ve been through enough.”
“And Nicole?” Mikey asked quietly.
“Will never walk the halls of Latin Scribe High School again.”
