Her Spite: A Reverse Harem Bully Romance (The Forgotten Elites Book 2) by Eden Beck

Author:Eden Beck [Beck, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

When the break arrives, I see that Tammy wasn’t wrong. It is very quiet here alone on campus—again. Or at least, I think I’m alone.

I’m walking back from a trip to the bookstore, at least they still have the bookstore and coffee shop open and staffed so that I can get a decent latte. Though calling it staffed is a bit of an understatement. It took me thirty minutes to get this latte, and only after I begged the librarian taking a nap behind the counter with more than a few tears.

They didn’t even have to be faked.

I convinced Bridget to leave cash in her dresser drawer for me to pull from since I’m still dirt-broke. I kind of get the feeling that every time I ask her to do something, it pushes her one step closer to going off on me, which I really don’t care about anyway since I’m not trying to be her friend.

At this point, I almost wish she would.

I’ve been growing increasingly tired lately. Tired of her. Tired of this game. Tired of this place.

Every time I think I’m getting ahold of myself here, I lose it again.

And it’s always thanks to the same thing. The same people.

Warren. Chase. Sterling.

Bridget plays a part, sure, but it really boils down to them. They have a hold on me that I don’t understand, and maybe I never will.

I just have to hold it together until the review. Maybe I can convince Sterling’s father that I’m ready to get the hell out of Ridgecrest.

Or, at the very least, that it’d be better for me to be there than here.

The snow is coming down heavier on my way back to my dorm. This side of campus is essentially empty since everyone has gone home for the break and any of the staff who stayed on campus is housed in the faculty housing at the other side of the school grounds.

That’s why it comes as a bit of a surprise when I think I see a figure through the falling snow. It looks like there’s someone up ahead leaning against the wide trunk of one of the trees, but I think I must be making it up.

No one would be out here of their own free will.

No one sane, at least.

As I get closer, it looks like he kicks some bags at his feet around to the other side of the trunk and out of view. I had expected this to be a very lonely Thanksgiving, so seeing anyone else here is certainly a surprise.

But it’s even more of a surprise when I see who it is.

“Chase?”

I must be seeing things because there’s no way that he’d still be here. He, like the rest of the guys, left for break early this morning. I saw him.

I wasn’t looking on purpose, of course. I just happened to glance out the window and saw them making their way toward the circle of exhaust rising up between the tree trunks in the distance.

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