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He leaves me standing there, chest heaving, so much pent-up anger inside me I want to scream and punch something else.

When I get back to Charlie and Cole, they’ve each got a bloody nose and a bloody lip.

“Damn boy.” Cole whistles. “He got you good.”

“You should see the other guy.” I grin, and I can taste the blood in my mouth. “So fucking worth it.”

“I wish I could have seen you kick his ass. He deserved it. But I was a little busy.” Charlie laughs.

“Get the pound of flesh you needed?” I ask.

“For now,” he shrugs. “There will be other times.”

Funny. That's the same way I feel about Brogan.

We all head into the locker room, and everyone is high off the madness of the fight. Laughing and talking about it as we shower.

When I check my phone, I see a text from Levi telling me not to wait up for him because he needs to work late.

“We might not have won tonight, boys, but it still ended on a banger. I say we head down to O'Connell's and ride this high, what do you say?”

Everyone cheers, agreeing to go. “Let’s get fucked up. I need it.” Charlie mutters.

“Yeah,” I mutter more to myself. “I do too.”

I just hope my boyfriend, not boyfriend, doesn’t hate me when he sees my new bloody lip and black eye when we show up at his work.

If he asks, I’ll tell him we all got into a fight. And I’ll tell him it was with Brogan.

What I won’t tell him is that I pulled him to the side so I could yell at him for how he treated my man.

Just so that he knows that fucker got what was coming to him. Even though I don’t believe it’s enough.

I’m aware I’m facing repercussions with the school, but right now, at this moment, I’d take a suspension or expulsion if it meant getting payback for my man.

Chapter 15

Levi

I know the moment the rugby team shows up. The place gets a lot louder. Oddly, they all look in good spirits. Normally, when they lose, they come to drink themselves out of a funk. Yet all of them look happy.

Tiffany, one of the girls from my calculus class who went to the game, kept me updated about their loss.

I did text Austin about it, telling him I was sorry, but they were going to kick ass the next time, but I haven’t gotten a chance to check my phone since.

Clearly, I’ve missed something because as I head over to the table they all flocked to, my brows jump when I see almost all of them sporting some sort of facial injury.

“What the hell happened to the lot of yah?”

“Hey. It's my boyfriend.” Austin grins, his eyes a little glassy. Is he already drunk?

“I knew stopping off at the liquor store was a bad idea.” Charlie snickers.

“Nah, man. It was a great idea. Now I can drink the cheap shit without remembering what it tastes like.” Austin grins.

“Since when did you worry about money?” Cole asks. “You’re the richest of us all.”

Austin frowns and flips my best friend off. “Just for that, I no longer like my boyfriend's best friend.”