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“Oh, that’s not the best part. The part where it took me and another lad to pull her off him was the best part. She kept screaming, ‘Let me at him,’ over and over,” CJ tells us, using his best girly voice.
“No wonder she was screaming at you in the hallway,” Cole chuckles light-heartedly. He’s been pretty quiet throughout the whole exchange. I forgot he was even here, even though I’m still leaning against him.
“Yeah. I was worried that if I let her go, she’d go back and kill him and ruin our plans of destroying him.”
My body tenses and my eyes widen in horror. I’ve not had time to talk to Allie about our plan to take him down. I wanted to keep her out of it for as long as possible. She’ll either be pissed I didn’t tell her or annoyed she wasn’t brought in on it. Either way, this isn’t going to be good.
“What plan?” she asks, looking between us with a lost and hurt expression from being left in the dark.
“I was going to tell you about it later,” I rush out to explain, but she still looks hurt and disappointed that I didn’t tell her sooner.
“Tell me. I want to know what’s going on,” she pleads, looking between us all for some sort of answer.
CJ explains the plan ? one that may backfire on us if we’re not careful. I watch Allie’s reaction closely, wanting to know what she makes of it all, but she keeps her expression pretty blank throughout, not giving anything away.
“So, now you know,” I tell her after CJ finishes explaining our plan. I’m still busy trying to gauge her reaction, yet she remains impassive.
She stays quiet, not glancing at any of us. The silence is killing me. She isn’t one to usually hold back on me.
“Say something,” I plead. If she thinks this plan isn’t going to work, then the plan isn’t going to work. Allie is the sort of person who will overanalyse everything, making sure to check all possible outcomes.
“You’re going to need evidence, recordings, photos and statements for all of this to work,” she finally answers, causing me to relax.
“We know. We’re getting another phone to hold everything we do manage to get.”
“The police could think you set him up, though. Maybe you should tell them before you get any evidence? I know they’ll probably tell you to stay away, but if you get the right officer, they’ll probably help,” she explains helpfully.
We’re all mulling over what she said, coming up with other options and what we can do, when Cole suddenly speaks up.
“You’re right. My uncle is a cop. I can talk to him and see what our options are.”
“Won’t he tell you to leave it alone, to let the police do their job?” I ask, looking over my shoulder at him.
“Nah, his uncle is the shit. He’ll probably want to join us,” CJ chuckles.
I’m still staring at Cole when amusement dances in his eyes and his lips twitch at his friend.
“He’ll be cool,” Cole agrees.
“When do we start?” Allie pipes up, looking eager to begin digging up dirt on Logan.
“Woah, woah, woah!” CJ shouts, flying to his feet. “There is nowe.You ain’t getting involved with this, Cupcake.”
Allie stares unimpressed at him, her mouth agape. “Really?”
“CJ,” I try to warn, but it’s too late to stop him, not that he’s listening to me.
“Really,” he answers stubbornly, his attitude cocky.
“Listen here, Mister. I’m already involved. I’ve been involved a lot longer than you. I want to see him suffer,” she yells at him.
“Allie, CJ’s right. You and Low don’t need to be put at any more risk,” Cole starts. My back straightens, and I scoot away from Cole, putting some breathing distance between us.
“Hold on a goddamn minute. Technically, this was all my idea, so I’ll be damned if I let you take all the glory.”
“It’s not like that,” he says, seeming flustered yet controlled.
“We either do this with you or without you. Either way, Allie and I are doing this,” I argue, crossing my arms over my chest.