I could feel it in the center of my bones. My blood was starting to boil and I knew my pale eyes had to be several shades darker.
The disgusting sight I saw?
Ryder , Alec , and Laurel , on the couch. How is that bad you ask?
Ryder and Laurel have nothing on and Alec is in only boxers.
I knew I wouldn't stop for anything right now. I knew I had to be beyond furious considering the fact that my eyes weren't all over an-almost-naked Alec.
I felt Alec's smirk most of all on my face and my head whipped around. My eyes narrowed into slits and I let out something along the lines of a mix between a feral hiss and a screech. That was when Laurel figured out just how mad I really was.
My eyes skipped over the faces of my two best friends , and the current target of my affection.
Moving like the Flash with a torch to his ass Laurel had her shirt back on , then her boy shorts. Ryder quickly picked up the hint and pulled on his boxers then jeans , neither one of them meeting my eyes. But Alec stood there , smirk. He got up , stretching like a cat from where he had just been making out with Laurel's neck and leaned against the side of the couch.
"Wanna join sweetheart?" he asked in a purring tone.
And that's when I lost it. I felt like a giant black wave consumed me , washing out any part that even cared about my best friends and leaving fury , hatred and jealousy behind. I took a few long steps forward , until i was towering above Laurel. Her lower lip trembled as she stared up at me.
"You fucking slut." I hissed through my teeth. She opened her mouth to speak then quickly snapped it shut.
"You are no longer my best friend. Fuck , you're not even an aquaintance anymore!" I shrieked , hands shaking. The nerve. Laurel had been my best friend for years. And just like this it was all over. Because she was too obsessed with sex to care about my feelings.
I felt another body beside mine and then a hand sharply yanking my arm.
"Leave her alone. It's not just her fault." Ryder's low warning voice growled beside me. He just called my wrath onto him.
I wheeled around , pale hair flying around , but I could give a shit.
"You fucking tool! I can't believe you! I thought we were friends! I was wrong about you Ryder. You are really just a man-whore only interested in seducing girls!" I screeched . slamming the palms of my hands into his chests with enough force to send him stumbling back a few feet. He went to step towards me again and I backed up.
"Don't you ever fucking touch me again. You are despicable. Fuck Ryder! We are supposed to be best friends! That's what we decided! So , what , just trying to make Laurel around one of your one-night stands?" I continued , voice climbing until I was screaming at the top of my lungs.
"Blake please , try and understand." Ryder begged. Through my screaming I hadn't noticed Laurel suddenly at Ryder's side. He was positioned protectively in front of her , as if to block my words from getting to her. It suddenly clicked in my mind. The way they had been acting recently , the way Ryder stood now , the reason both Laurel and Ryder hadn't been sleeping around nearly as much.
"How long has this thing between the two of you been going on for?" I asked , voice deadly cold , although I could still feel the fire pitching in my stomach.
Laurel and Ryder both shot guilty looks at each other neither one answering me. Instead it was Alec , who I had forgotten about.
"Their thing ," he said sarcastically"-has been going on for about three months." he finished. I whipped my head around , narrowing my eyes at him. I couldn't help but notice that he was still shirtless.
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Two Wrongs Dont Make A Right
Teen FictionBlake Wellis has never been a good girl. She parties. She drinks. She played with more hearts than Cupid. She's never loved a boy before.And she's never had one she can't seduce. So what happens when she meets Alec Mana , ultimate bad boy , who won'...