Nero (Made Men #1)(32)

“Good. You, me, and Vince deserve a reward after these two.” Nero had to get laid.

The way Elle’s mouth felt only made it worse. He hadn’t planned to kiss her like that; however, the only other thing he wanted to do was choke her for telling him to go to bed earlier. The only reason he had stayed up the whole night was because all he could think about was a way to get her to stop riding the bus. And fucking her brains out. Then, when she moaned in his mouth, he had to stop because, if she made another sound, he was sure to take her on the hood of his car.

“Yes, we do, man. Oh, that reminds me, when I met Chloe this morning, her car was still there. I figured her dad would have picked it up.”

“Yeah, me, too. Maybe he was too busy running the city.” He didn’t know why else he would leave a BMW.

“Or maybe he doesn’t like dealing with her crazy ass just as much as me.”

*

“Elle, I can’t deal with him. He’s crazy!” Chloe tried to keep her voice down, but Elle knew she was about to lose it.

“Shh, I know, but you are here in one piece, untouched, right?” Elle was making sure no one had tried to give them any trouble.

“Barely! He tried to push me to walk beside him. All he had to do was tell me to.”

Elle laughed. “Chloe, you gotta start to get used to walking beside us. It’s okay as long as we’re with them. This is a good thing we got going now. I’m not as worried anymore. Are you?”

Elle knew she wasn’t by the way she looked. She definitely had gotten more than an hour of sleep.

After a minute, Chloe finally answered, “No, I’m not that scared when they are around.”

“See, Chloe. They can get us to survive the rest of the semester. Then, when we’re out, we won’t need them anymore.” She knew they would finally be free, and it was going to just be her and Chloe.

Chloe sighed. “Whatever. Fine.”

“Want to go shopping tomorrow? I got Friday off. I think we deserve it.” Her closet seriously needed some help and she deserved a girl’s night.

“We sure do, surrounded by those three idiots.”





Chapter Sixteen

What’s Up His Butt?



Elle watched Nero walk into the classroom. Whatever he and Amo had been talking about had made him pissed. Geez, I thought he was pissed earlier.

This time, Nero was fuming. Elle thought she should probably be a little scared. When he started to take his seat right in front of her, he gave her the look of death. Okay, now I am a little scared.

She had no clue what had gone on between them in the hall, but something told her she probably didn’t want to know.

After Mr. Evans assigned everyone Beowulf, they started going around the classroom, reading a scene aloud by playing popcorn. Elle honestly wasn’t paying attention; she was too preoccupied thinking about what Nero was so pissed about.

Nero’s look of death brought a memory to her mind.



Elle and Chloe left their science class a bit after the final school bell rang, waiting to let the crowd die down. Elle had noticed Chloe had started walking a step behind her, but still halfway at her side. Every day since they had started to become friends, she felt her edge over more and more at her back. Elle understood why—hell, even her head stayed down to the point where she needed to use Elle to guide her anyway.

Elle didn’t mind being her guide. She knew it was hard for Chloe to show her new markings. Elle would have been the same way. The cuts still looked red and nasty, but they were healing better every day. Elle just wished her mind would begin to heal.

As Elle walked down the hallway, she saw Sebastian and a senior doing something fishy. Sebastian handed over the money while the senior handed over a small bag. Elle figured they thought they were being sneaky doing it in the back hall when all the teachers had checked their minds out for the day an hour ago.

When the deal was done, Sebastian looked around as the senior left with his money. Elle quickly turned her head, afraid Sebastian might have seen her. She guessed he hadn’t when he didn’t come after her.

She was closer to the doors when she had to take a sharp turn to get out of the halls and reach the front. When she took the turn, she felt a huge whack on her face. She swore she heard her nose break from the hit. Elle was whacked so hard she fell back on her ass. Reaching for her nose, she could feel the blood rush down her face, soaking her shirt.

Elle looked up and saw Chloe frozen in place and Sebastian standing over her with a huge-ass biology book in his hands. Elle was terrified by the look on Sebastian’s face.

“You need to fucking keep your eyes to yourself, bitch.”

“I wasn’t going to say anything. I don’t care what you do.” Her hands and arms were now saturated in blood.

“What the fuck did you just say to me? You don’t care what I do?” Sebastian reared the book back in his hands as Elle covered her head. She felt a smash on her forearm and prayed it wasn’t broken, either, because of the sound she’d heard.

“Keep your fucking mouth shut, the both of you.”

Elle looked up. She was sick to her stomach that he would go for Chloe. Exactly as she’d feared, he reared the book back again, this time toward Chloe.

“Noooo!” Elle moved to grab his leg and was happy when she didn’t hear the book connect.