Taming Alec(30)

I froze as I looked down at her. Drake was the local rock star and someone she’d become good friends with since we came to West Virginia University. While she had sworn that nothing was going on between the two of them before, I’d noticed how he was always watching her. My gut had warned me about him, but I’d refused to listen. Instead, I’d blindly trusted her, assuming that she would never lie to me.

“An accident? What? You just accidentally fell on his dick?” I yelled, losing my temper.

How could she do this to us?

We’d been doing so well together. I was happy. She was happy—or so I’d thought.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. “Why are you telling me this now? Why wait all these months and then dump this on me?”

“I don’t know. I guess I just couldn’t take the guilt anymore. I don’t want to keep lying to you.” She stared into my eyes.

“I’m glad you told me, Chloe. I want you to be honest with me. I don’t really know what to say, but I’m trying to understand here. You said this was right after we got together?”

She nodded.

“Okay…well, as long as it was just once, I am willing to look past it. I know how confused you were about us then.”

I pulled her into a hug as she burst into tears.

“What’s wrong, Chloe? I forgive you, baby girl. I forgive you.”

She continued to sob, and then she managed to gasp out the words that would seal our fate, “It wasn’t just then. It happened again a couple of weeks ago. I went to his house to try to work things out because we hadn’t really talked since it happened, and things got carried away.”

My body tensed as I tried to fight the rage building inside me. “You had sex with him two weeks ago? What the f*ck, Chloe?” I dropped my arms from around her like I’d been burned, and I stood up. She was still crying as I continued yelling, “That son of a bitch! He knew you were mine, and he still went after you. Twice! Un-f*cking-believable! I’m going to kill him!” I stormed across the room to the door and threw it open.

She jumped off the bed to come after me. “Logan! Logan, stop! Where are you going?”

I glanced over my shoulder at her, and I headed for the stairs. “I’m going to teach that bastard a lesson. I knew something was up between you two. I just never thought he would pull that. I never thought you would do this to me! How could you, Chloe?” I continued to yell as she chased me down the stairs.

All around us, students stopped dead in the hallway and stairs to stare at us as we passed.

“I’m so sorry, Logan, but please just stop.”

She reached for my arm, but I threw her hand away.

“Stay away from me, Chloe, or God help me, I won’t be responsible for my actions.”

We had made it down the stairs and out into the parking lot. I quickly unlocked my car and jumped in. Chloe tried to open the passenger door, but I kept it locked as I put the car in drive. I left black marks as I screeched out of the parking lot. I glanced back in my rearview mirror to see her running for her own car and jumping in. I turned my attention back to the main road.

I drove straight to the bar where Drake’s band often played, knowing he would be there on a Friday night. As soon as I shut off my car, I jumped out and ran toward the building. I heard Chloe calling my name as she chased me across the lot, but I ignored her as I went into the bar.

When I entered, Drake was up on stage, playing with the band. I headed straight for him with Chloe on my heels. Before she could stop me, I jumped up on the stage and punched Drake in the face. She screamed as Drake’s head jerked back from the force of it. Blood started trickling down from his nose to his lips. The crowd started screaming, and the other band members quickly grabbed me as I lunged for Drake again.

“What the f*ck?” Drake yelled as he glared at me.

He glanced up and went pale when he saw Chloe standing in front of the stage, crying and shaking.

“You stupid son of a bitch! Did you think I wouldn’t find out that you’ve been f*cking Chloe behind my back?”

I lunged again, and Adam, one of Drake’s bandmates, was caught off guard, letting me go. Drake saw me coming and jumped back before landing a punch of his own in my stomach. I grunted and dropped to one knee before standing back up and going after him again.

“Come on, pretty boy, I’m standing right here. Come and get me,” Drake taunted.

I threw another punch that Drake wasn’t quick enough to dodge, and it landed in his rib cage. I threw myself at Drake while the pain distracted him, and we flew backward into the drums, sending them flying. I could hear Chloe screaming at both of us as we continued to throw punches before Adam and Eric pulled us apart.

Eric pried Drake off of me and held him tight as Adam twisted my arm behind my back and held me in a death grip. I struggled to get loose, but it was no use.

Jade—another one of Drake’s bandmates, who had been standing on the end of the stage the entire time—put her fingers in her mouth and whistled. “That’s it! Grow the f*ck up, boys, or at least take it outside!”

I looked at Drake with pure hatred in my eyes. “How could you, Drake? I asked you that day at lunch if there was anything between the two of you before I went for her. You told me nothing was going on and that nothing would. You promised me that you would leave her alone, and look what happened. You f*cked her not once but twice behind my back.”