Sidelined (The QB Bad Boy and Me)

(8) "So what happened?"

After I've ushered Spencer inside, sat her on the couch, fetched her a glass of water and an ice pack, I drop into the couch beside her. Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, I attempt to provide some comfort. The feeling of her shaking shoulders and her small sobs, hurts my heart.

"Spence?" I softly coax. "What happened? Who did this?"

"Trust me, I deserved it," she sobs, softly dabbing her eye with the ice block. "I feel so stupid."

"Well can you expl-"

My sentence is abruptly interrupted by the front door swinging open. Nathan strolls in wearing last nights clothes, looking rather proud of himself as he tosses his keys up and down in the air.

"Hello girls," he sings out before his eyes rest on Spencer's face, assessing her with furrowed brows.

Slowly his expression morphs into fury and before either of us can say anything he storms out of the room and up the corridor. Spencer and I exchange curious glances as the sound of banging and thumping echoes out of the walk way.

"Right." Nathan reappears with a baseball bat in his hand and broad shoulders. "Who's skull am I breaking?"

"Nathan," Spencer chuckles through a sob. "It was a girl.. I don't think you can break a girl's skull with a baseball bat."

"Hmmm." Nathan lowers the bat and purses his lips together with a thoughtful expression. "Does she have a car? I could smash a few windows?"

"As much as we both appreciate the heroism," I tell him, "Spencer hasn't even told me what happened. So just relax for a second."

I look away from my deranged brother, giving my attention to Spencer. I nod reassuringly in the hopes that she'll open up and explain what's going on because I'm starting to go a little crazy.

"Tim had a girlfriend!" she wails, breaking out into another fit of sobs. "I had no idea! She came back to his place this morning while we were sleeping!"

"Who's Tim?" Nathan asks, tapping the bat on the ground.

"This guy I slept with last night.." she mumbles.

Nathan's eyebrows raise as his mouth turns down. "Right." he slowly nods his head with a perplexed expression. "Okay well I'm gonna go shower. But uh. You guys" - he waves the bat at us as he backs away - "sort that out. Between you."

"What's that about?" Spencer gives me a puzzled look after Nathan has evacuated the room so fast that anyone would think it was on fire.

"He thinks of you like a sister Spence. He wants to hear about your sex life as much as he wants to hear about mine."

"Speaking of your sex life..." She manages to give me a sly smile through the tears. "Who dropped you off this morning?"

"Na uh." I shake my head, not wanting to talk about the evening with Drayton anymore than I want to think about it. "You need to explain what happened!"

"I did! Some bitch walked into Tim's room this morning, found us in bed, went absolutely nuts and then socked me one right in the eye. I'm not even mad about getting hit," she huffs loudly. "I'm upset because he had a girlfriend and he used me. I liked him."