“Go fuck yourself. I’m going. I wanna know if they finished the job that night or not. We need to know for sure. If you don’t have the balls, go home.” Will stunned us.
“Will?” There she was.
I couldn’t stand her childish voice.
June said William’s name, but she was captivated by James’s silhouette as he kept staring at and fiddling with the lighter.
I couldn’t blame her; James was eye-catching even when he was quiet and stayed still.
But all it took Will was one look at June to stop thinking straight.
“You slept with her?”
I was speechless for a fraction of a second. I was stunned by the question. I was missing something.
“Who slept with whom?” I asked, confused.
We all knew it would happen sooner or later. James had warned us.
“Answer me,” snarled Will, meeting James’s wandering gaze.
“Hey, hey.”
I stuck my arm between them before they could hit each other.
Will was as unpredictable as a hair trigger. It was impossible to know when he’d be set off. But he was also a fragile soul who was hurt by even the most minute slight or wrong word at the wrong time.
“What the fuck are you talking about, Will? No.” James scowled.
“Guys, please, enough.”
They seemed to be too busy glaring at each other to heed what I was saying.
The tension skyrocketed, then William pushed it.
“There’s no point in trying to save her, James, especially because she could never want someone like you.” Everyone fell silent. James unexpectedly didn’t answer, but he said something that floored me.
“I won’t let you go to Austin’s alone. I’ll come with you.” Of course. It was a great day for a suicide mission.
“What’s going on?”
June came closer, looking cautiously at me.
She was stronger than me; she hadn’t done anything to me even though I couldn’t stand her. Apparently, there was something special about her since my two best friends had been about to throw hands over her.
A moment ago the two were on the verge of tearing each other apart; the next minute they were partners in crime again.
Those two would drive me crazy sooner or later.
“June, we have to take care of something. Go back inside,” Will said, sliding into the passenger seat of James’s car. “Let’s go, James.”
But James seemed to have other plans. He stared at her imposingly.
“Fuck, now she’s coming with us.” And here was another person not thinking straight.
“Don’t be a dick, James!” I exclaimed, stretching my arms out.
“I said get in the car,” he snarled, making her shiver.
