Fighting for Love (Second Chances #4)(50)

“Who’s causing problems?” she asked curiously. “If it’s a girl I’d be happy to kick her ass for you. I think you’ve taught me enough of your moves to where I could be a professional fighter.”

“I’m sure you could, and I might let you once I figure out who it is.”

She gaped at me. “You mean you don’t know who it is? Why does that not make sense to me right now?”

The further we got to the back of the arena, the less people there were milling about so I pulled her to the side. “Have you told any of your friends about my past with Shelby? I need you to be honest and tell it to me straight. Who exactly have you told?”

Hesitating for a second, she opened her mouth, shut it, and then stuttered when she spoke, “I–I do–don’t … why would you ask that? What does that have to do with anything?” She tried to laugh it off, but I knew better. Once she got tired of me glaring at her, she sighed and shook her head. “Okay, fine. I told a couple of them, but it’s not like it mattered anyway. What’s the big deal?”

“All right, let me rephrase the question so you’ll understand what I’m getting at.” It was awkward enough talking to my sister about certain things, especially about her friends I’d messed around with. “Have there been any of your friends that I might have pissed off or done something with who have been asking personal questions about my relationship with Shelby?”

“Ah, so those friends,” she remarked sarcastically. “Yeah, there are a couple of those that asked some questions … you know, trying to get an idea of what type of girl you like, so I always mentioned Shelby. However, I don’t really talk to them that much anymore. They only wanted to hang out with me in hopes of getting close to you.”

Now that I thought about it, I never saw her around the friends of hers that I’d messed around with. In my defense, I only slept with one of them and fooled around with a couple of the others. I pissed off some of them because I wouldn’t sleep with them, but would that actually make someone angry enough to want revenge on me?

“So, other than the friends you don’t talk to anymore you haven’t said anything to the ones you hang out with now?” I asked.

She shook her head. “Nope, because believe it or not, my friends like to know what’s going on with me … not you,” she teased. Pausing for a second, she gazed up at me nervously and bit her lip. “With all of these questions, you don’t think I’m the cause of this so-called problem right? I mean, I know I might have spilled some personal things about you and Shelby, but that was a long time ago. Why would the problem arise now after all this time?”

“I don’t know,” I replied with a shrug of my shoulders. “That’s what I’m hoping to find out.” Just then, her eyes locked on something over my shoulder. I figured it was because she saw Shelby, but when I turned around it wasn’t her at all; it was Ryley, one of the Jameson twins.

“Dude, I was hoping you’d get back this way. You wouldn’t happen to be looking for your girl now would you?”

He had the biggest grin on his face, and I knew whatever he was going to tell me wouldn’t be so funny to me. “So you’ve seen her?” I asked him.

Ryley burst out laughing and slapped my shoulder. “Of course I’ve seen her, but she’s not exactly here right now. She got taken away in a police car, which, to be honest, I think was a little overboard.”

“What?” Gabriella and I both gasped.

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking when I saw it happen. I’m surprised she got kicked out since it was Kyle who initiated the whole fight to begin with. Anyway, I knew your girl was a pistol in practice the other day, but I didn’t think she’d have the balls to go up against Kyle. She punched the shit out of him.”

“No way,” Gabriella shouted in amazement. “I’d like to see the damage on that one.” She glanced up at me and said, “Hey, isn’t Kyle the one you don’t get along with? I think I heard you mention his name before.”

“Yeah, he’s the one.” Turning to Ryley, I said, “But what I want to know is what happened.”

“Well, I wasn’t exactly close enough to hear what he said, but I knew he was taunting her. What’s funny is that no one expected her to do what she did. One minute she’s just walking up to him and the next, bam! She didn’t waver, though. She punched him square in the face and walked off as if nothing happened. I’d be surprised if she didn’t break some bones in her hand. Anyway, security was called and they escorted her out to the police car and took her away. I tried to tell the officials what I saw, but Kyle had his buddies say that she was a psycho fan or something.”

“You have got to be shitting me,” I hissed. “They actually said that?”

Ryley’s grin faded and he nodded. “Yeah, but don’t worry, nothing’s going to come of it. They left with her not long ago, so you should be able to catch her at the station before they let her go.”

“Thanks for telling me,” I said to him before turning to Gabriella. “Are you coming with me?”

Sheepishly, she smiled and shook her head. “No, I think I’m going to hang out here for a little bit longer before I head back home. Tell Shelby I said ‘way to go’ when you get her out of jail. She’s turned into an all-out bad girl, hasn’t she?”