Bittersweet Symphony (Bittersweet #4)(34)

“You’re excused, take your sluttyness and get packing ain’t nobody got time for that shit.” Mimi interrupted her. You can see the anger in Chelsea build rapidly.

“Tell them Ry… Tell them were together…” My eyes grew large. Together isn’t the same thing as random hook up. I am not with Chelsea. Not by any means.

I swatted at her hands gently not really wanting to cause her harm but most definitely not wanting to allow her to touch me.

“Were not together Chelsea. Never were, never will be.” I kept my voice tight and calm.

“Yes were!!” She says pouting. If she can have stomped her foot she would’ve.

“No you aren’t. He’s with me. Now, please stop making a mockery out of yourself and get back to whatever it is that you were doing.”

This time K put herself in between Chelsea and I, not even giving her a chance to get any closer.

Shock, and then anger morphed onto Chelsea’s face.

“He will never date you… Look at you.” She all but spat the words on Kennedy. It is as if she is referring to her as below her, and I am about to lose it. My protective instincts gearing up. Mimi must have been able to tell because she stepped in silencing everyone.

“Well he is. Now, I can draw you a map showing you where the local trash is, or you can take yourself there.” From Mimi’s stance alone I know she will open a can of whoop ass on her.

Chelsea looks as if she is going to say something that slammed her mouth shut. Her eyes turning to slits as she eyed us all.

“Whatever…” and just like that she is off walking among the crowds again.

“Good thing you got Kennedy now, if I have to sit through one more group day where you brought her along or any other one of your sluts I probably will have started ripping my hair out.” Mimi said dramatically.

Kennedy’s eyes grew big. We haven’t really talked about how much sleeping around I have done. Even though every time is protected it doesn’t really soften the blow when it came to the fact that my dick has probably been in at least half the girls mouths on campus and inside at least one fourth of them.

“Oh you didn’t know Ryder puts the “whore” in “manwhore”” Mimi is kind of starting to piss me off.

“I knew he was a whore… Didn’t really change my opinion on him. We all have ways of coping.” She sent me a smile. One that is fanning at the flames deep within me. If I can just get her alone…

Then all those nice feeling flew out the window. I heard his voice before I seen his smug ass. The crowd parted for him as if he is the king. The need to beat his ass is so strong I have to actually breathe through the anger. Kennedy stood in front of me looking as if she is going to try and protect me. But from what?

“Nice to see you here.” His words came out like a slithering snakes tongue. I wanted to lunge at him, and have my girl not been in front of me I would’ve. The way he looks at her, have me wanting to take a shower. It is dirty and possessive. Just from the way his eyes roved over every inch of her I can tell he thought he owned her. It made me sick.

Then he noticed me. The look on his face fell but a spark of something else showed. He doesn’t seem disappointed at all. If anything he seemed happy to see me. Which pissed me off more. I am seriously considering going to jail, just to give him a piece of my mind.

“Sam.” From the way K said his name I can tell she is uncomfortable. Her shoulders were tense, her breathing off the charts. She isn’t only uncomfortable in the *s presence she is scared.

“Asshole.” Mimi said under her breathe. I wanted to laugh at her bitchiness. At least she got it right. He is an *, of epic proportions.

Sam’s eyes turned to slits as he takes in the three of us. It is as if he is eyeing us up, seeing who is the weakest, the one that can be taken out first.

“Who invited you to this party? If I recall parties aren’t really your thing Kennedy? Or have you decided to take some of my advice?” His voice made my blood boil. I so badly wanted to turn Kennedy around and shake her begging her to tell me what it is he is talking about.

His lips turned up in a smug smile. His eyes shining with an evilness like I’ve never seen before. He knows what he is doing. That simply his voice made me want to cause damage to his ugly f*cking face.

“She’s not here because she wants to be dumbass, she’s here because I asked her to come with me.” Mimi stepped in. I am not sure if Mimi is a girl or guy. She has more balls than half the guys I know.

“I wasn’t talking to you… But now that I see you begging for my attention what’s your name sweetheart?”

Mimi cleared her throat, hitting Kennedy on the arm.

“Is this the * who f*cked with you?” Confusion, started to overtake the anger. What is she talking about? Unless Mimi knows about Sam too…

Kennedy stayed quiet and under the radar. I can’t see her face, but I am certain it is voided of any and all emotions.

Sam takes a step forward, and if in fear Kennedy takes one back. Her back colliding with my chest. I have enough, I know what Kennedy meant now when she says he won’t stop. I know we put an X on our backs and I don’t care.

Placing my hands on Kennedy’s shoulder’s I pushed her to the side softly, ushering her behind me.

“Oh really?” Sam said his eyebrow rising, a look of shock showed. He is shocked. Shocked that I will protect her from his disgusting hands? I don’t think so.