Page 10 of Envy
“That’s her.”
“She’s the one I told you about.”
Billy Brown walked straight up to me, bold and brazen like never before. “Hey, Megan. How about we go out tonight?”
“No. You know I’m dating Wyatt. Why would you even ask me?” His disrespect thoroughly pissed me off. How dare he even suggest that.
“Not from what I heard. He got what he wanted from you, and now he’s moving on.”
“What?”No. He wouldn’t.
Billy held up his phone. “Yeah, we all got this text from him late last night. I have to say, you look fucking hot. Or maybe I should say, you look hot fucking.”
A video of Wyatt and me played on Billy’s phone. It was the different position Wyatt asked me to try with him. Reverse cowgirl, he’d called it. I was facing forward while straddling him.
“Look at you, riding him like a pro. I have a couple of questions, though. From this angle, we can’t see Wyatt’s face, so this may not even be him. We can only see you. Granted, it’s all of you, but maybe Wyatt caught you cheating on him. My other question is, do you have a rodeo career we don’t know about?” Billy taunted.
People gathered around us, cackling and cat-calling. My stomach churned, the contents threatened to reappear at any moment. How could that happen? How could Wyatt do that to me? I ran to the girls’ bathroom and barely made it into the stall before my stomach emptied itself. Tears ran down my face as I came to realize what Billy had said.
We all got this text from him late last night.
We all.
All the elitist, blue blood, spoiled crowd had that video of me…and they were sharing it with whoever wanted to watch.
I had to find Wyatt.
After rinsing my mouth out at the sink, I opened the bathroom door in the middle of a conversation in the hallway just outside.
“That wasn’t you, man?” Billy laughed, still holding his phone up for the crowd to see.
“No, that’s not me,” Wyatt replied angrily.
My heart didn’t just rip in two at that moment.
It died in my chest.
