Chloe (Made Men, #3)(34)

The Sound of Sebastian Pissing Himself





“So, what do you girls want to eat?” Nero asked once they got in the lunchroom, unaware of what exactly that question meant to them.

Chloe looked at Elle, not knowing how to respond. And by the way Elle quickly dropped her hand from Nero’s, she didn’t know how to answer that question any better than her.

He then told them like they didn’t already know, “It’s either pizza or the same line that’s always been here of chicken patties and hamburgers.”

“I don’t care.”

“Yeah, uh, me, either.” Chloe went back to staring at the floor.

“Jesus, pick already. I’m f*cking starving.” Amo was clearly still not in a better mood than he had been this morning.

“Chicken patties sound fine,” Elle answered after seeing no one was really in that line.

Vincent didn’t seem to approve of their choice. “Who the hell doesn’t choose pizza?”

“Elle, do you like pizza?” Nero asked.

“Yes,” she mumbled her response.

Amo crossed his arms over his chest. “Chloe, do you eat pizza?”

Not like you care, anyway. Chloe nodded only after she looked at Elle for approval.

“So, why the hell can’t I have pizza?” Vincent asked.

“Elle, why did you pick that line?”

Don’t answer. The looks on their faces were turning scary.

“We always pick the line that doesn’t have anyone in it.”

“And what happens if the lines are about the same?”

Elle, stop answering Nero’s questions! She couldn’t help wringing her hands, feeling the rage begin to radiate off them.

Leo popped up out of nowhere. “Hey, guys, what’s up?”

“Shut up, Leo. Answer the f*cking question, Elle!” Amo roared, clearly already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it.

Chloe dug her nails into her skin when she felt Amo’s eyes move from Elle to her. Why does he care all of a sudden?

Elle stared at the ground, unable to meet their faces any longer. “If the lines are even, then we pick the line that has the least scary people in it.”

“Jesus Christ,” Nero voiced.

“For f*ck’s sake,” Amo said more loudly.

“Motherf*ckers,” Vincent somehow responded the loudest.

Leo’s eyes danced around the group. “Does that mean they don’t want piz—”

“Shut up, Leo!” the boys all said as one, scaring Elle and Chloe.

“From now on, you f*cking eat what you want to. Do you both understand?” Nero told them.

Elle was quick to nod her head.

Chloe kept quiet, still a little frightened of the scary trio.

“Chloe, if you want f*cking pizza, you eat f*cking pizza, got it?”

Her eyes grew wide when Amo bellowed, demanding an answer.

Fiercely, she nodded her head, not wanting to make him even madder. He had looked mad enough about it, and she didn’t understand why.

The moment Elle took off for the pizza line, Chloe was right behind her. Hearing Vincent say, “Let’s f*cking kill ’em,” made her scurry faster.

By the time they got in line, everyone was already there, so they were forced to be in the very back. Leo caught up to them first and was shortly followed by the three guys.

Chloe swallowed hard. They look like they’re ready to go on a murder spree.

“No way I’m waiting this f*cking long. You know they run out of pizza. Let’s cut.”

Elle stopped Amo. “No, that’s wrong. We’re not cutting.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. After what you just told me, I frankly don’t give a shit about right and wrong.” Vincent started cutting up the line, yelling “move” to anyone who didn’t do so at first.

Amo was quick to join in, and suddenly, the line parted for them. Nero shoved Elle to go, and Chloe was forced to follow.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable didn’t even begin to describe how it felt for her to cut every student in line who had ever called her a freak. Please let me dissap— When a tray was extended to her, she looked up to see Amo holding it out for her. It was the first time she could see something that almost seemed nice under his rough exterior.

Slowly, she took it from him, having to look away as she did. She had grown almost used to the roughness of him and seeing him differently for once seemed weird.

They all went through the line rather quickly and were at their table in no time. Sitting down, she could tell Elle got embarrassed when Nero kissed her on the cheek, but Chloe found it rather sweet. It was obvious the two were perfect for each other.

Getting nervous over who was going to sit beside her today, she was relieved when it was Leo again.

This day is turning out okay after all. Chloe almost smiled as she brought her pizza to her lips. Picking school lunches around everyone else sucked because they were never able to eat the good stuff.

Nero quickly took notice of the joy on their faces. “When was the last time you ate pizza at school?”

You could tell Elle was uncomfortable again. “Since middle school.”

“I had it freshman year,” Chloe chimed in, regretting her statement the moment it came out. The pizza was just so good compared to the chicken patties that she wasn’t even thinking.