Total pages in book: 157
Estimated words: 149510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
“Get the fuck back!” Blake shouts again, a vein popping at the center of his temple.
“Yo, Blake!” Ace yells, his voice at my back. Clearly, he took liberties with the crowd to catch up to me too. “What’s happening?”
Blake’s gaze jerks to me and Ace, his eyes wild and his jaw locked. He looks sad and fucking livid at the same time. My good-time, easygoing friend never looks like this. It does nothing for my sanity.
One by one, I pluck the rest of the bodies between us out of my way and into the wall and charge down the hall until I make it to Blake. He moves his body for me and Ace to scoot by and then blocks the space again, shoving the dude behind us with a hand at his throat. “I said, back the fuck up!”
Scottie is in the center of the room with Julia and Kayla, and their eyes are frantic as they try to keep her standing. A naked woman stumbles in front of her, trying to put on a pair of underwear, and a dude lies in bed with his hands behind his head. Dane’s and Nadine’s laughter provides a soundtrack to the whole gross scene.
“Come back to bed, Stephanie,” the naked guy says, a proud grin on his mouth. “We weren’t finished, baby. My dick is still hard.” As if the words aren’t enough, he moves one of his hands under the sheet to stroke himself.
“Scottie, honey,” the woman slurs, still struggling with her clothes. “I wants-ed to see you.”
“Yeah, Scottie. Your mom’s here for you. She just fucked a frat guy to kill some time,” Nadine comments, and the smile on her face is so vile it makes me sick to my stomach.
“Honeys, your boyfriend Dane told me that you wann to see me. I came here to see you,” the woman, who is apparently Scottie’s fucking mom, slurs.
“He’s not my boyfriend!” Scottie shouts. “And I do not want to see you!” Her mom’s face strains to understand what she’s saying, but she’s too fucking lit to understand anything.
“What?” she questions, coming toward her and abandoning her attempts at the underwear. “I jus wann to see you, babs. Wanna see—”
“Shut up!” Scottie screams at the top of her lungs. “Just shut up!” Julia and Kayla pull her back from the vomit on the floor in front of her, and her mom slips in it, falling to a hip right in the mess. She looks around, stunned and confused.
Dane’s cackle follows immediately. “Aw, Scottie, don’t be mean to your mom. She didn’t even get to finish.”
I stride over to the pathetic fucker and grip his shirt with both hands, shoving him into the wall. I may not know the exact details of how this whole mess started, but I know for a fact that he’s behind it. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I shout into his face. “End this right now.”
“What am I doing?” Dane laughs. “Scottie’s mom is the alcoholic cougar who just fucked a college kid.”
I shove his back into the wall again and put a hand to his fucking throat to choke the life out of him, but Ace puts a hand to my shoulder.
“Finn,” he says, his voice edged with panic. “Stop.”
“No.” I shake my head. “No fucking way. I’m not going anywhere until I make sure this motherfucker chokes or bleeds out.”
“Finn,” he says my name again, putting force into the hand at my shoulder now. “Scottie needs you.”
I hold my hand at Dane’s throat but glance over my shoulder to see Julia and Kayla still struggling to get Scottie to stay on her feet. Sobs rack her body as her mom continues trying to talk to her from her puke-covered spot on the floor.
“My whole life, all you’ve done is ruin shit for me. That’s all you’ve done,” Scottie barely manages to choke out. “Why can’t you just leave me alone for good?”
She turns around to run, but she trips and falls over Kayla’s foot, splaying out on the floor right behind Dane.
I drop Dane to the floor, his legs crumpling like a house of cards, and spin toward Scottie as she gathers herself and jumps up again. Blake lets her through the door, and I chase after her, shoving anyone who gets in my way to the side.
It’s not over with Dane—not even close. But Scottie, right now, needs me more.
Scottie
“Who is in there?”
“Scottie’s mom!”
“Randy Evans bagged Scottie’s mom!”
“Randy is a legend! He just fucked a freshman’s mom!”
Laughter and chaos are all around me as I try to push through the crowd to get to the door.
Tears are streaming down my cheeks, and sobs I didn’t even know were possible are bursting out of my lungs. Both Julia and Kayla call toward me, but I don’t dare stop or turn around. I just need to get out of here.