“No!” For … for trying to break me and Lily up.
For trying to take away the one person who meant everything to me.
Why?
Why would Zac do that?
He was … he was supposed to be my friend.
I let my rage overtake my hurt because it was easier to deal with the anger.
At least it hadn’t worked. At least Lily trusted me. Believed in me.
“Did Zac tell Lily about Gisele?” Sierra guessed.
“Worse. I think he sent Gisele into my room last night while I was sleeping because he sent a photo of the incident to Lily.” I tugged out my phone to show the photo to Harry because Zac was his friend too.
Harry’s expression slackened as Maddie and Sierra gasped at the photograph of a half-naked Gisele accosting me. I explained to them what had happened.
“And Zac sent this to Lily?” Harry asked in disbelief.
“Yes.”
“That’swhy Lily called me.” Sierra’s pretty expression tightened with rage. “She asked me if something happened last night.”
Unease moved through me at the thought of Lily calling Sierra first.
“I told her about Gisele harassing you all night. Then she said she needed to speak to you.”
Had Lily decided I could be trusted because of Sierra’s account of the evening?
No. I shook that out of my head. She told me she knew when January asked her if she trusted me. There was no way I was letting that little shit mess with us like this.
The sound of the front door opening and slamming shut had me whirling.
Zac sauntered into the kitchen with a paper bag of groceries in his arms. “Great, you’re all awake. We ran out of milk, so I thought I’d—” He didn’t get a chance to finish the sentence because my fist connected with his face.
Between the surprise of my action and the force of it, Zac stumbled and fell on his arse, the groceries spilling everywhere. My knuckles throbbed as I flexed my hand, preparing to hit him again.
Zac got over the shock quickly, glaring up at me as he wiped at the blood seeping from his now split lower lip. “I take it Lily called.”
“Please tell me this isn’t true.” Harry was suddenly at my side. “What are you playing at?”
Zac got to his feet, kicking the groceries away. He shrugged insouciantly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I flew at him again, but Harry bound his arms around me, yanking me back.
“He’s not worth it, Bas. Not worth it. And Lily didn’t believe him. Remember that. He didn’t win.”
Harry’s calming tone worked, and I shrugged off his hold, letting him know silently I wasn’t going to hit Zac again.
Zac, however, glowered. “Don’t tell me she’s so pathetic as to believe you?”
“Don’t be a prat, Zac. If he flies at you again, I won’t hold him back and he will kill you,” Harry warned.
Sensing my now ex-friend enjoyed watching me out of control, I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Why would Lily believe a lie? One that you apparently orchestrated.”
He shrugged, an irritating smirk curling his mouth. “What if I did?”
