Kissing Booth: Another Take

Chapter 39

Noah

"A fucking game?" I spat, my jaw clenched as my eyes darted around the room. Sabrina nodded, slowly and sadly, pity in her eyes.

"Who knows about this?" It was the first question that came to my mind before it was replaced by, "Does Elle know?" I panicked. I had put Elle through enough and here we were, the night we were supposed to be celebrating her coming to school with us, I had brought her into a lion's den.

"No, Jake , Chloe and Liam are going to keep her distracted okay?"

"They knew?" I asked feeling betrayed. "Jake and Chloe both knew and they didn't stop me?"

Sabrina gave me a condescending look. "Flynn. In their defense you weren't the most coherent person at parties and you weren't the most approachable guy outside of parties."

I frowned. I knew she had a point but it didn't change the fact that I felt dirty. Like I was just a means of entertainment for an entire group of girls who took advantage of me while I was drunk. Or that I let them make me that because I was drunk all the time.

"I have to go get Elle and get out of here," I started to stand up again. Sabrina surprised me again by pushing me back down, her hand on my chest.

"Noah, if you leave tonight they'll just be after you another time. These girls are like rabid animals and you're the juiciest piece of meat they can get their infectious little teeth into," she whispered at me. I gave a dry laugh and shook my head seeing more girls looking at me. I didn't want to hear her but she was probably right. If they had no shame coming after me drunk, they probably had no shame coming after me in a relationship.

"Why are you doing this by the way? Jake and Chloe too chicken to tell me themselves?" I asked.

Sabrina rolled her eyes. "No. They're not intimidating enough to these bitches," she explained. "They see them with you all the time. So I decided it would be smarter for Elle to lack affiliation with you for now so that they wouldn't come after her and also serve the purpose of keeping them at bay for now."

I glared at her, not liking the idea of Elle not being affiliated with me at a frat party. "Well thanks, I guess," I murmured.

She shrugged. "I'm doing this for Elle, not you," she explained, "Personally I think that if you just kept your freaking tongue to yourself this would've been a non issue."

I frowned again. "I was going through some shit..."

She waved her hand a couple times at me, "Yeah, yeah whatever. I don't care what happened back then but you better not even give any of these hoes a chance at a sip at their Flynn flight."

"Oh my god is that what they're calling it?" I asked exasperated, my head coming into my hands.

She chuckled a little at my misery. I looked up at her, glaring.

"Elle's going to be fucking pissed," I groaned pinching the bridge of my nose with my two fingers. "She doesn't deserve any of this."

Sabrina sighed, flipping her hair and putting her feet on the side of my leg so she could face me better. "No she doesn't but she'll forgive you okay? She seems pretty confident in herself and in your relationship. She'll bounce back quick."

"You think so? How would you react?" I asked.

"Oh I would've cut your dick off by now and trashed their sorority house," She shot back with an innocent smile. I looked at her waiting to say she was joking. She didn't; instead her smile just widened. I could see where her reputation of being feared came from now. She was pretty unhinged; but I guess she was a good person to have in your corner.