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CHAPTER- 23 MOANING MYRTLE

POV : DAMIAN

I saw Ashleigh's retreating form as she stepped into the elevator. I pulled my phone out and dialed Bryce the bastard's number as I began walking out of the high end lobby.

I got into my car as the phone rang for what felt like an hour before I heard Bryce's voice once again that evening.

"Changed your mind hotshot?" Bryce yelled on the line and I held the phone a little away to prevent any ear drum damage.

"What the fuck is your problem, dickwad? Ashleigh's shit pissed at me. She's barely even giving me attention." I spat through clenched teeth.

I could hear the party on Bryce's side.

Let me tell you something about Furginson and his parties.

All the roofs in the house will fly...

Like all of them.

The bass in his stereo system (imported and customised), the pool on his roof, the booze, the girls, the drugs, the cop raids, the complaints from the neighbors and the epicness. It was a complete package.

And Furginson was the kind of guy who invited every fricking pea of the social ladder. Everyone from the nobody nerds to the popular jocks. You name it, they are in it.

He was a damn idol.

Apart from Bryce's, mine and Esthevan's (can't believe it either) parties, Furginson's the only guy at school who knows how to jam.

But then it suddenly clicked that the party was at one of Bryce's bars tonight. Hell, at least it was a reason to stay away. I'd end up busting his face in. Totally.

"Hey Jenny! Darling, you've been working on that ass!" Bryce said ecstatically.

God, Jenny is that typical 'Hey there! My legs are a door! And they're open for you 24x7'.

I rolled my eyes as Bryce gave a morsel of his attention to me, "Damian! This party is bloody amazing. Are you coming? Mate you have to! Fuck, hey Jenny did Leslie get a boob job? Damn."

"Bryce, fucktard... You shut your pie hole and Do Not call me back when I end your call. There's a damn reason I ignore your call. Ashleigh ended up thinking I slept with another girl after our date. But I didn't ofcourse. So... Bryce are you even there?" I yelled into the phone.

"Damian, mate I can't hear you. Wait. I'll just step out of the noise." He yelled back.

Thank God. Get your ass out of there. Wait till I skin you alive. Ashleigh and I had an amazing date and that bloody hickey ruined my post date glow. I was going to stake the bastard who gave it to her, but I decided that hell... Why was I even bothering with her? She wasn't my girlfriend. She wasn't my anything. Then why?

Hell, I wanted her to be something. I knew that. But what?

Anyway at the end of the day everything turned out fine. The kiss in the bathroom was scorching. And then Bryce had to open his fucking mouth and ruin it.

I could hear muffled voices on his end. It sounded like Alice in Chains. Damn. That party sounded great.

But I had to focus. Bryce needed a piece of my mind.

"Jenny! Jenny, let's get outta here." I heard Bryce's voice again.

What? Oh hell no, he's trying to lay her down while on phone with me? That's creepy even for him.

"Bryce! You go out there alone! Oi! You hear me?" I tried yelling again but I knew it was to no avail.

"But it's just Jenny!" He whined. I could hear him walking out of the room where all the action was happening, I could also hear Jenny giggling.