Page 121 of Deceptive Games

“You girls think you’ve got elite pussy or something? You think recording Rory with us shows how much of a slut she is?” I demanded, grabbing her chin and squeezing until she whimpered. “How can you slut shame someone for kissing people, when there’s multiple videos of your cum filled cunt out there? I remember you. Fingering yourself on video and beggingus to fuck you. Be careful where you throw stones, or I’ll make sure those videos get sent to every single college you applied for, as well as your father. Can’t have the local priest having a sinner as a daughter.”

“You’re hurting me,” she said softly, only making me tighten my grip more.

“You leave her the fuck alone, or I’m going to do more than hurt you.”

“What are you going to do? Scold her to death?” one of the guys snorted, eyeing me with annoyance. I vaguely remembered his face but couldn’t remember his name.

“Didn’t I knock your front tooth out sophomore year?” I asked dryly, releasing the girl to give him my attention.

The guy swallowed nervously, flicking his eyes to Jensen, who stood beside me with his arms crossed. There was a small crowd growing, at least seven guys and five girls.

“Yeah, but?—”

“Then you should’ve learned your lesson,” I chuckled, swinging my fist back and punching him in the mouth.

Chaos erupted as the girls scattered while the guys tried to jump in to help their buddy, and I heard Jensen sigh. “Okay, I guess we’re just jumping right in then.”

He was acting like he wasn’t usually the one that did that.

Someone grabbed my forearm and I gritted my teeth as their fingers dug into one of my healing cuts. It had only been a week, but they’d been healing pretty well.

They were yanked off me as Caden dove into the fray, the school’s security team running in our direction to break it up.

I turned to see Rory kneeing some girl in the face, taking a second to watch her. She was having a blast, something flickering in her eyes like a beast enjoying its prey.

“Enough!” Mr. Galler shouted, seeming to be heading straight for Rory.

Not us, but the girl that he saw was the least likely to pull funds from the school or sue them.

I stepped into his path, halting him. “Don’t even fucking try it.”

“Mr. James, this is school property and?—”

“If you’re punishing her, then you’d better punish all of us,” I warned, sensing Rory move up behind me. Her hand slid into mine, but I kept my glare on the history teacher.

Jensen stood off to the side, flexing his knuckles on one hand while grabbing Caden’s shirt to haul him off the guy on the ground, and Tyler cackled like a maniac, doing some kind of excited little dance like he was making a sacrifice to a demon.

He had blood on his shirt, so I knew he’d jumped in at some point, the violence giving him more of a high than whatever he’d been taking lately.

“All of you, in my office,” the headmaster barked, but I could hear the nerves in his tone.

Dragging all of us in meant Josie was going to storm down here, and she was scary when she wanted to be.

“What happened?” Rory asked quietly as we all started making our way inside.

“They were filming us,” I answered, making her frown.

“What for?”

“To show the world you’re with more than one person and slut shame you,” I snorted, holding her hand a little tighter. “No one gets to fuck with you.”

She was quiet as we all stood in the headmaster’s office, watching as he rubbed his temples.

“Fighting will not be tolerated,” he finally sighed, looking around the room at all of us. Some of the other students were here too, but most of them that had been involved were taken to the nurse’s station.

Then, the prick looked right at Rory. “Things might have been handled with violence at Hawthorne Heights High, but here we?—”

“We’re not from there, sir,” Caden said flatly, crossing his arms. “How is this relevant?”