Bad Romance by Bonnie Bliss, L Kirk Page A

I didn’t know.
    The professor was busy getting everyone to settle down. She was threatening zero credit to all the students that wouldn’t pipe down. Her words, not mine.
    Slowly, I rose from my seat. I grabbed my notebook and pen, and slung my backpack over my shoulder. I didn’t even look behind me. I couldn’t face it right at that moment. I wasn’t mortified so much as scared. I’d no clue what happened to me that night. And Todd knew. That look, his avoidance of my questions. He knew.
    I burst through the door and let it slam shut behind me. My vision was starting to blur and not from tears, from fear and confusion. Why the hell did I trust a stranger? Just as I reached the main doors at the end of the building I heard my name shouted. Todd’s voice boomed off the walls and I halted. I had one reason and one reason only for doing this.
    He was running down the hallway at full speed towards me. I lifted my head and locked eyes with him and that’s when I knew.
    He knew.
    Pity and guilt swam in those beautiful pools of light blue with flecks of aqua.
    I lifted my hand when he nearly got to me. He skidded to a halt and nearly fell forward into the door.
    “NO!”
    My voice broke a little. It make me look weak, like I was fragile and this was affecting me in a different way.
    He looked down at me, his expression pained.
    I didn’t care.
    “ Stay away from me. From now on, just─” I paused. I thought over my words very carefully. This had to be final and finite. Unbreakable. I really needed to drive home that he wasn’t allowed to look in my direction anymore. I looked directly into his eyes. Those eyes were so deceptively perfect. They flashed with regret.
    “ Just pretend you never met me.”
    I shoved through the double doors. The heat slammed into me like a wall of fire and I welcomed in. I needed something familiar. Nothing was more familiar then California heat in August. I wished in that moment it would burn away all my shame. But I wasn’t that lucky. My next class was in two hours and I would use that time to figure out how to get those assholes out of the house next door.
    “What’s wrong, little girl? You look blue.”
    You have got to be fucking kidding me.
     
     

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Dax
     
    I had this fucking knot in my chest. It felt like someone was sitting on it the moment Clara turned in my direction. I didn’t just see murder in that glare. Her eyes were glossed over with unshed tears.
    You did that, you asshole.
    I did.
    I put that pain there. I’d torn out a piece of her pride and her soul. And all for the sake of revenge. I’d gotten a moment of pause where I nearly didn’t go through with it. Then Tamara stuck my dick so far down her throat that I forgot everything and hit the confirm button. What Todd didn’t realize was that I’d used all the equipment his father had created, that was in his corner of the room, to pull off this shit.
    The feeling of a warm hand cupping my cock through my pants threw me back to the present. I wasn’t faced with the same girl that was cupping my dick. Nope. I was slammed right to the present with Clara’s carefully masked pain right smack in front of me.
    It was too late to feel guilty.
    Besides, if I was being totally honest I wasn’t. This would assure she was blacklisted and no one, not even Todd, could walk over that line without getting booted from the frat. That shit was in his blood back to his great great grandfather. It was secret society level. He wouldn’t risk his future or job by trying to make nice with Clara after this. I wouldn’t have to worry about any male touching her.
    I didn’t fucking care though.
    I cared that she hurt like I hurt.
    “Why are we still here, baby? You said you would play with me during the break,” Tamara purred against my ear.
    In that moment I regretted she was there. I watched Clara’s gaze dart in her direction. Disgust filled her features so heavily it was practically dripping off