She dismissed me with a wave.“You only know what I let you know, Bane.You are no different than anyone else.Surely you do not think yourself special because we fucked around for...what was it?A summer?I can’t remember because it wasn’t very memorable.”
“Mhmm.Right.Clamp up and push back because you know I’m right.”
“You are annoying is what you are.”She rolled her eyes.“Fuckingmen.Always think just because you have a dick that means you’re special.News flash, you’re not.”
Just as I turned to leave her to her bitchy self, because she was truly grating on my nerves, she spoke again, breaking the odd silence that had descended for a moment.
“It was either this or spend all summer with my parents,” she said carefully.
I turned, seeing a strange glimmer of something in her eyes.
Sympathy?
Concern?
No, that couldn’t be right.
“What about Norman?”I asked carefully.I watched the look on her face shift for only a fraction of a second before it went stoic.For the briefest moment, it was as if she actually lookedsad.
“What about him?”she asked.
“You couldn’t spend the summer with your boyfriend?”
Wanda bristled at the word.Boyfriend.
She wasn’t really my girlfriend, and I was never really her boyfriend.We were just monsters with benefits.Lust feeds lust, and that was all it was between us and it was the reason we split apart.Like Norm said, she was a fickle fish and could be distracted easily.Commitment was not in her DNA.
I’d said the words sarcastically, but the way her eyes glistened at the word made me feel almost bad for saying it.Because it looked like the word actuallyhurther.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” she said, standing up abruptly.That look of guilt and disdain faded into anger.Into what I knew best of Wanda.
Venom.
“I don’tdoboyfriends.”
“Girlfriends then?”I nipped, knowing just how to get under her fishy skin.
She glared at me.“I don’t date.You know this,” she hissed, her nostrils flaring.
“Ah, yes, because monogamy is...what did you say?Thebaneof your existence?”I gave her a smug smile and I swear I could hear the grinding of her teeth echo in the library.
“I can’t have this conversation with anyone, let aloneyou.You stupid little?—”
I grinned, feeling slightly victorious as she glared at me.I had hit a nerve yet again.
“Too many sparkly fish in the sea, right?”I smirked.
She flipped her teal hair over her shoulder, and I could see the faint gold veins beneath her skin light up.She was flustered.Emotional.
Interesting.
“Something like that.”The way she said the words felt harsh, calculating even.They weren’t true in the least, and I found myself wondering what she was hiding.
I shouldn’t have cared, truly.Who and what Wanda played with was none of my business.She was a big girl; she could handle herself.
But there was also a part of me that knew what it was like to feel alone.To feel like you were only as good as your next fuck, as your next meal.
And so I recognized that spark in Wanda’s glittering eyes.The desire formore.That was the part of me that responded to Wanda.
