MADDIE
After showering to get Alec off me, I dried my hair and grabbed an overnight bag for Vera’s house. I couldn’t believe that I had stupidly fallen for Alec Wolfe’s charm. Out of all the jocks who were here tonight, it’d had to be him.
I balled my hand into a tight fist and stood at my door, taking a deep breath.
Come on, Maddie. You don’t even need to look around the party, just slip out the side door.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and for a moment, I thought it was that weird, threatening number again, but Vera’s name popped up on the screen in our group chat with Piper, the third friend in our little nerdy group, who I’d met last year during the Math Olympics that our school hosted. They had been texting all while I had been with Alec.
Peering up at the door once more, I typed back.
For a mere moment, my lips curled into a smile. But then I wiped the grin off my face—because I couldn’t get distracted by some chiseled abs and a heartbreaker’s smile. Alec Wolfe was a dickhead, and I was standing by that.
I bit my lip to stifle a giggle.
My phone buzzed again, but this time, Vera texted me in our private chat.
Once I finally deposited the phone into my pocket—for good this time—I grasped the doorknob and flung the door open. I was on a mission to ignore anyone and everyone tonight because I did not want to see Alec getting handsy with Sandra again.
I would hurl … something at them probably.
Keeping my head down, I hurried down the stairs and pushed through the sweaty jocks. Because I was a damn masochist, I scanned the crowd for Alec and Sandra and growled when I couldn’t find them. That was what I got for fucking someone who wasn’t mine.
Stupid jealousy.
When I arrived at the door, I scanned the crowd once more. No sign of either of them.
Teeth gritting together, I stomped out of the house and through the grass to my car that I had parked on the street after the game because I had known that I wouldn’t be able to get down the driveway with everyone and their sisters at this party tonight.
Alec and Sandra were probably sleeping together in one of the spare rooms upstairs or fucking in the pool.
“Hey!” someone shouted from the front porch.
I twirled around, heart racing at the thought of it being Alec, but I found my brother instead. “What?”
“Where are you going?”
“To Vera’s.”
Holding a red Solo cup in his hand, he arched a brow. “To Vera’s?”
“Yes, to Vera’s house,” I repeated.
Ever since Spencer, Oliver had been acting like nothing but an overprotective parent to me. He always had to know where I was going, who was going to be there, and if I would be safe. And Oliver didn’t technically love that Vera lived in the slums.
“Oliver!” a girl shouted, stumbling onto the porch and grabbing his free hand. “Come on.”
“Text me when you get there,” he said to me, letting the girl tug him back inside.
After blowing out a breath, I continued to my car and slipped into the driver’s seat. I sat in silence for a few moments, then glanced out at the house, wishing that Alec would stumble out front to get some air, alone.
Hell, I knew that I’d needed air after what happened.
But the longer I waited, the more my hopes fell.
His car still sat in the driveway, and he was still inside, getting drunker by the second and probably letting Sandra suck him off in the bathroom or something. Maybe I should’ve done that? Not that I had ever really given a blow job before.
Spencer and I had … gone far, but we had never done that.
I would’ve probably fucked it up so much that Alec would’ve known that it was me.
Maddie Weber and not stupid Sandra.
Tears welled up in my eyes, but I blinked them away and started the car. I didn’t care about what Alec was doing right now. I drove down the street toward the slums. I didn’t care at all. I stopped at the Stop sign at the end of my road and glanced into my rearview mirror. Not at all.