| CHAPTER FIVE

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐈'𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑




𝓐𝓻𝓲𝓪


           With a sad and angry expression on my face, I watch them looking at each other, holding hands and Zephyr making the situation even worse. Hayden declared war to me for her untouched body a few months ago and I took advantage of the situation and told her to move in my house, just so I don't let him take advantage of my absence.

           But I was wrong, he's faster than I imagined. No matter how bisexual she is, Hayden took the first step towards her and she accepted him. She probably had feelings before she came here. I didn't even get to make a damn move in this fucking war and I feel like I want to die. Something happened yesterday in that room and I don't feel that, I know that. He's Hayden Wyde, the worst piece of shit to ever exist.

           “Damn you, Hayden!” I cuss him out, punching the table, right after they leave the bar holding hands.

           Why the fuck did I even tell her to come with me to this bar?

           My jaw clenches full of anger and I'm wetting my lips obsessively by licking it with the tip of the tongue.

           “I thought you're going to keep her for me, not for him,” Zephyr jokes and I'm killing him with my stare as I look up from Yara's plate of chocolate crêpes to him.

           “You better keep your stupid jokes for yourself or go to that talent show ‘Lots of Talent, Bad as Mustard’, you fucking dumb bitch.”

           “Well, it's not me the one she's kissing in your super possessive brother's big ass car,” he says, smoking from his cigarette and I turn my head in that direction.

           My heart breaks seeing how affectionate they are with each other. Damn you, Zeph, you made me look there.

           “If she's dating your brother, what's your problem? Let them date. It's not like they're killing your cat or something,” Becka rolls her eyes, finishing her beer.

           “Because I fucking love her, Becka, and I'm insecure about the thought of Hayden banging her every night and being the first between her legs.”

           “What if he didn't fuck her? There's still a hope,” Adam's words make all the pairs of eyes to turn towards him.

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