Alyssa Brandy has never been a run-of-the-mill type of girl. She's a diva and knows how to get her way. But even the strongest people can be broken.
In high school, she was hurt by the guy she thought she could trust. Now, in college, she's built...
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POV: Eden
I button up my white dress shirt and leave the top open. I slip on dress shoes and exit the bathroom. Edith is curled up on the couch munching on snacks that she requested from me since I won't be home tonight. She tilts her head up and I come into her view.
"Wow, you look pretty snazzy," she says grinning at me. "Who's the lucky lady?"
I roll my eyes at her. "No one," I say plainly. She frowns. "I don't want to go with anyone. It's just a dumb dance." I say. Ella-Mae asked me to go to the dance. Initially, I said yes so I didn't embarrass her in front of her friends, but I pulled her aside to tell her I wanted to go solo. She looked sad but what else should I have done?
"Who's Alyssa going with?" She asks.
I shrug unknowingly. "Not sure, don't care." I hear rummaging around in Alyssa's room. No doubt she's running around like a headless chicken; getting ready.
"Maybe you two should go together," Edith suggests.
I scoff, "As if I want to be caught in a 10-foot radius of that woman." I lie. Her presence was manageable.
I knock sounds from the door and I groan and stomp to answer it. "What?" I ask, annoyed. My eyebrows raise when I see Jax standing on the other side with a red tie.
"Eden?" He asks, raising a brow.
"Hey," I say, narrowing my eyes; trying to figure out what he's doing here. "What do you want?" I growl.
"I'm here for my date, duh." He laughs and his white teeth shine.
I quirk a confused brow. "Who exactly is that?" I ask.
"Alyssa," he states. I clench my fist around the doorknob. The fuck? Anger flows through my veins. For what reason? I don't know.
I scoff and walk to Alyssa's door. My fist knocks harshly against it. "Your date is here," I shout into the door.
Her door immediately swings open and I'm met with her in a floor-length red dress that has a slit, showing off her tan legs. My jaw clicks and my nostrils flare.
A satisfactory grin appears on her face. "See you at the dance, lover boy," she mutters before knocking her shoulder against me. She's the spawn of satan.
I watch her hips sway and she links her arm with Jax's. I don't look away when I see them retreating down the hall. His hand grips her lower back and my chest heaves up and down. I don't think as I whip my phone out and text Ella-Mae.
Me: I take back what I said. I'll be at your dorm in 10. Cancel with whatever asshole you asked to step in.
Alyssa is a loaded gun ready to fire. I can't believe she has the nerve to go with that idiot. I thought we were making progress. I thought maybe we could be semi-friends. She threw that all out the window when he showed up on our doorstep. If she wants to play that way then game on.
