her the entire time. Get over it, Alex. He didn’t love you. He was just fucking you. That’s how he is. Pull your head out of your ass!”
Alexandra stepped back at the insult.
Cole came over when he heard her shout. “Baby, calm down.”
“What?” She pulled her arm away. “Alex is still obsessed with your brother, the guy who’s fucked everyone in this city, when she has a gorgeous guy groveling over her. It’s so stupid.”
Cole grabbed her. “You’ve had enough. I’m taking you home.”
Lisa pulled away. “I thought you were smart, Alex. But you’re as dumb as all those other whores he’s fucked.”
“That’s it.” Cole dragged her away.
Alexandra tried not to cry. She kept hearing that over and over, that Blaise only used her to get off. She didn’t want it to be true but she knew it was. But that didn’t make hearing it any easier.
Hannah rubbed her back. “She didn’t mean that. She’s just drunk.”
“I know,” Alexandra said quietly.
“Don’t let her ruin your night.”
“Okay.” But it was too late for Alexandra. It had already been ruined. “But she’s right.”
“Don’t think about it,” Hannah said. “It’s in the past. Let it stay there.”
She thought that was easier said than done.
Hannah looked through the crowd. “Look at those guys.”
Alexandra followed her gaze. “I’m sorry. I’m just not in the mood to flirt.”
“Come on,” she said. “I’ll look totally desperate if I walk over there alone.” She gave her the best pity look possible.
“Fine,” Alexandra said.
“Yes!” Hannah pulled her to the guys. “Hey, aren’t you in my art class?”
The guy wearing a red shirt looked at her. “I’m not taking art…”
“Oh,” Hannah said. “Neither am I.”
He raised an eyebrow.
Alexandra just s tood there, feeling unbelievably awkward.
Hannah kept talking to the guy, discussing school and her bra size.
The other guy kept staring at Alexandra. She felt awkward, wanting to hide in a hole.
“I’ve never seen you before,” he said. “Are you new?”
“Uh, yeah,” Alexandra said.
“I’m Ren.” He extended his hand to shake hers.
“Alex,” she said as she shook it.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
Alexandra looked over and saw Hannah lean closer to her target. They were whispering to one another. She was pretty sure Hannah didn’t need her anymore. “Excuse me.” She stepped away and moved through the crowd. She suddenly felt claustrophobic so she broke through the people, finding a line of cars in the dirt.
“Bad night, eh?” Gabe came behind her, his eyes slightly drooping.
“You could say that,” she said sadly.
He walked in front of her then walked in a circle before he moved in front of her again.
Alexandra raised an eyebrow. She knew he was drunk.
“Doesn’t anyone know how to park?” He threw his can at a truck.
“Do you have a ride home?”
“I’m not going anywhere,” he said quickly.
Alexandra decided to drop it.
Gabe leaned against a truck then sighed. His eyes were slightly red, like he had been smoking too much. “I have such a fucking headache.”
“I can get you some water.”
He looked at her like he’d finally seen her for the first time. “I love that dress.”
“Oh.” She glanced down. “Thanks.”
“You know what I like about you?”
“Uh…”
“You have the nicest tits. They aren’t too big, just the right size.”
Alexandra froze at the comment. She felt extremely uncomfortable and insulted by his vulgar words.
“I’ve thought about squeezing them. They are real, right?”
She didn’t care if Gabe was drunk. She wasn’t putting up with that. She turned to walk away.
“Whoa, where you going?” He came around her and stood in front of her.
Alexandra immediately stepped back.
“What the hell do you see in those guys? I’d be an awesome boyfriend if you just gave me the chance.”
“Let’s talk about this later, okay? I’m not feeling well.”
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