He gives a rough laugh, pocketing his cell. “Now it makes sense.” Nodding to himself, he adds, “Why you set his car on fire.”
I fist my hands, choosing not to respond to that. It wasn’t a question.
“And you.” He looks at Colt. “Why the fuck would you allow this to be seen?”
“For a day like this,” Colt answers, smirking, not affected by the situation at all.
I hang my head, realizing exactly why Colt did what he did. If I was single, that video would still be sitting on his phone. It’s because I started seeing someone. He wanted to sabotage it.This is why we can’t have nice thingscomes to mind. Every relationship I’ve ever tried to have since my mother married his father has gone to shit. Granted, I was sixteen when they married, but none of them ever worked out. Now I wonder if it’s because of Colt. Has he done something to ruin them for me? Well, it takes two, I guess.
Swallowing, I lift my eyes to meet his. “Nate—”
“You know, my friends told me that you were a whore.” He interrupts me. “A cheap whore at that.” His light brown eyes look me up and down, disgusted with himself. Like he lowered his standards by dating me.
“I’m sorry,” I say wholeheartedly. I never meant to embarrass him.
However, he’s not lying about me being a whore, but why is that a bad thing? Why can’t I just like sex and that be okay? I first met him a couple of years ago. We went to college together, and it’s not like he was a virgin. I know at least ten girls he fucked before me. How many were before that?
Nate throws his head back, laughing. “Sorry? You’re a shitty liar, Ray. Just like you were a shitty fuck.”
“Maybe you’re the problem in that department,” Colt tells him.
My eyes widen, looking over at him. He’s now leaning casually against the kitchen island with his arms crossed over his cake-covered T-shirt.
“Excuse me?” Nate arches a brow and takes a step farther into the kitchen.
“You heard me.” Colt uncrosses his arms and pushes off the island. “Sounds like to me that if you knew how to fuck a woman, she wouldn’t fuck other men.”
The fact that Colt is trying to stick up for me is irritating. I don’t need him to defend me. “Stop—” I stand between them, but Colt grabs my arm and yanks me back, shoving me over into Finn who wraps an arm around my chest, keeping my back pinned to his front in an iron grip.
“A whore like her will fuck anything,” Nate growls, pointing over at me.
“Obviously.” Colt looks him up and down and then chuckles to himself. “She did fuck you.”
Nate shoves Colt in the chest. “Watch it, Colt.”
Colt takes a step back and lifts his hands in the air as if he’s not going to fight Nate, his laughter growing. “Ask her who else she fucked last night?”
“Colt!” I snap, trying to fight Finn, but he keeps me held hostage.
Nate looks over at me, lips thinning, and demands, “What the fuck is he talking about, Raylee?”
I lick my lips nervously but can’t make myself say the words out loud. It will just prove how big of a slut I really am. All his friends will be right.The whore cheated on you, what did you expect?
“What the fuck is he talking about?” he shouts, making me flinch.
“I—”
“And don’t fucking lie to me!” His voice rises, bouncing off the white walls in the kitchen. “Did you fuck him last night while I was in your bed?”
I feel tears sting my eyes, and my body vibrates with my hatred toward Colt. Having to announce I’m a whore is harder than I expected. “Yes,” I manage to say.
He just stands there, glaring at me. The look of disgust makes me want to apologize, but it won’t do any good. And am I even really sorry? I did something, and I’m going to own up to it. What I did was wrong, but that doesn’t mean he has to accept an apology.
Without saying another word, he turns and storms out of the kitchen. Finn lets go of me when one of the front doors slam shut.
“Guess you’re free for dinner now?” Alex chuckles.
Silence falls over the room, and I swallow the knot that forms in my throat. Why am I the whore? Colt was literally fucking Amy just minutes before he was screwing me in the shower, so why am I the only one who is in the wrong? How do I know that Nate hasn’t been sleeping with other women?
