Manic: A Dark High School Bully Romance by Rose Savannah

Author:Rose, Savannah [Rose, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-11T16:00:00+00:00

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I hadn’t seen Arlena in hours, but Eddie promised me he would keep an eye on her. Problem was, I hadn’t seen Eddie in hours either. The thought of him taking her to bed made my stomach churn. I never said she was off-limits. And, to be honest, it was my own fault he was after her. I could have said something in the kitchen, but that would have made Sam more suspicious than she already was.

Not that she was thinking much of anything right then. She was sprawled across my lap, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, totally passed out. She’d worn herself out dancing on me, pulling out every trick she knew to get me to fuck her. Under other circumstances, she might have gotten what she wanted. But tonight, it didn’t work.

There were a few of reasons why I didn’t get my dick wet. First, she got too drunk too fast. I’m not down with that. Second, Arlena was there. House parties aren’t exactly private. All I could imagine was being balls deep in Sam and having Arlena walk in and see it. Just imagining the look on her face broke my fucking heart. And then there was reason number three: even though Sam and I were technically back together, I hadn’t slept with her this time around. I couldn’t bring myself to do it, no matter how much she pressed me to because all I could see when she kissed me was Arlena’s face. I wasn’t over her. Never had been, even when I was furious at her for lying to me. She was still the first person I thought of when I woke up in the morning and the last person I thought of before I went to sleep, and a hundred thousand moments in between. In that moment, with Sam passed out across me, all I could think of was how I would destroy Eddie if he hurt Arlena. How I would gut him if he fucked her. How I would hate her if she actually fucking wanted Eddie.

The music stopped and nobody started it up again. The smoky haze had thinned, and all the sounds of drinking and dancing had died away. The party was over. I edged myself out from under Sam and covered her up with a blanket. She groaned and rolled over, pressing her face into the back of the couch, then snored making it evident that she was very much down for the night.

I crept through the house, stepping over the occasional person passed out on the floor, dodging puddles of unknown liquids, and trying not to think about why my shoes were sticking to the floor. Arlena wasn’t in the front of the house or on the dance floor. She wasn’t in the kitchen, either, or in the game room downstairs. My heart thudded sickly. The grow rooms and storage rooms were all still locked, so she wasn’t in any of them either. I pulled out my phone and texted her.

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