Damaged: A Necessary Evils Novella by Onley James

Author:Onley James [James, Onley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-02T16:00:00+00:00

Arlo was not a party person. Most days, he was barely a person. His idea of a good time was walking around a bookstore or playing video games on his futon. Maybe he was riding the post-orgasm bliss, but of all the things he thought he and Dimitri might do to create an alibi, this one had never occurred to him.

Arlo’s stomach dropped when Dimitri parked illegally across the street from the giant white two-story home with its immense columns and black shutters. It wasn’t the house that threw him, but the letters painted over the entrance signifying the Sigma Chi fraternity. “Please, tell me we’re not going in there.”

Arlo hated all of fraternity row, but the Sigma Chi’s were the worst of the worst. Or maybe they were just the guys Arlo saw most often. They would swarm the coffee shop every day to take up space, buying just enough coffee to keep them from being booted for loitering. He didn’t know how Dimitri tolerated them. They spent their time shooting spitballs at each other while calling each other ‘bro’ and lying about how many girls they banged.

They were just like Holden. Arlo hadn’t liked Holden either, but he’d been so desperate for him to want him, to like him, to accept him. Arlo definitely needed to go back to therapy. Maybe Holden was right. Arlo was still this great big sucking hole of neediness, constantly looking for the worst people to fill him up.

He shook the thought away. Holden was dead, and Arlo didn’t have time for the breakdown he truly deserved. He had to get away with murder first. He looked at Dimitri, hoping he could convince him to come up with a Plan B, or C, or D. He would be fine with any plan that didn’t involve letters written in Greek.

“We need to be remembered, right?” Dimitri asked.

Arlo sighed. He couldn’t handle a house full of Holdens, not with the original one still stuffed in his car in the middle of the garage where Dimitri had sucked him off just thirty minutes before.

“I hate Greek life.”

Dimitri arched a brow. “I’m Greek and you seem to like me just fine.”

Arlo cast a sullen glance towards the house where guys in boat shoes and board shorts were spilling from the house onto the porch, yelling and laughing. It was forty fucking degrees outside. “Those assholes treat me like I’m a servant.”

Dimitri leaned across the seat to cup Arlo’s cheek, turning him so they were eye to eye. “And that’s why they’re going to take notice of us. I’ve been to hundreds of these parties. Do you know how many times I’ve brought a date?”

Arlo soured. “Is this supposed to be making me feel better?”

Dimitri grinned, leaning forward and biting the tip of Arlo’s nose in a weirdly affectionate gesture. “None. I’ve never brought a single date here. Do you know why?”

“Because Mandy would have skinned them alive and worn them as an accessory?” Arlo muttered.

Dimitri snickered. “No.”

“Because it’s a house full of homophobic douchebags?” Arlo quipped.

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