Page 79 of Unexpected Prejudice

“I told you he’d be perfect,” one said before the other reached for my boxer briefs.

My vision went black, and I couldn’t remember how I got to be here. One minute, I was with Levi and the next, I was here, all alone and scared. It’s just a bad dream, I promised myself the same way I always had when I was a kid, and one of the adults decided to use me as their punching bag.

It’s not your fault. They’re just bad people, and you’re in their way. I almost spoke the words out loud. Just hold on, Jessie. You’re going to be okay.

Jordan

12:35 AM

He said he’d pick me up.

He said we’d come together.

He said he got us a suite for later.

And yet, he was sitting in front of me with a girl in his lap. Not just a girl, but fucking Chloe. His slutty ex-girlfriend was rubbing herself on his hips while he fucked her mouth with his tongue. A tongue that had been licking down my body a few hours ago, tasting my sweat and cum. I was mad. No. I was furious, betrayed, and ashamed. Ashamed, I allowed myself to think any better of him. To think he actually gave a shit about me.

Before I knew what I was doing, I found myself standing in front of them. With my hands clenched in tight fists, I stood there and looked at the pair. I looked at them because what else could I have done? He wasn’t my boyfriend, and as much as I wished he was, he wasn’t mine to claim, and yet watching him kiss that slut made me feel betrayed and wounded as if he were.

“What the fuck, creep?” the bitch asked as she pulled her mouth away from his and looked at me over her shoulder. Her blonde hair was messed up from Shay-Lee running his fingers through it, and the tiny little outfit she wore that hardly held her tits and ass together was open.

Ignoring her comment, I looked past her and bored my eyes on the man who was supposed to be mine.

His blue eyes, always so bright, were dead. Haunted. His tortured expression almost made me forget my anger, but then he spoke.

“Like what you see, Keller?”

Keller. Not Jordy or Jordan. He then slapped her ass so hard that the sound echoed around the space, and I watched as her boney ass took the hit.

“What the fuck, Shay-Lee?” I hissed through gritted teeth, and he smirked.

“C’mon, don’t pretend. I thought you loved a fine ass.”

“What the hell, babe? Just ignore that creep.”

Babe? Who the fuck did she think she was?

“Shut your mouth, cunt.”

“The fuck did you just say to me?” she barked.

“You heard me, bitch,” I hissed.

“You son of a bitch—”

“Well, you can’t blame him, can you, hun?” Shay-Lee said, grabbing Chloe’s attention. Her dumb face looked even dumber than usual with the way her brows rose to her hairline.

“You are a bitch.” Still in his lap, she continued to stare at him with her mouth open, and Shay-Lee moved his hand to push the hair away from her face. “You told everyone at school I’m a lame fuck after you publicly cheated on me by spreading your legs for that mutt. And now you’re coming back on all fours, pretending to be innocent and begging to suck my cock. So, can you blame Keller for being repulsed?”

The next thing I knew, Chloe’s palm collided with Shay-Lee’s cheek as she slapped him hard enough to get the whole room’s attention. She then got up and walked away, not before bumping into me.

Shay-Lee rubbed his reddened cheek as he let out a throaty laugh. Wasted, he got up on two unsteady feet.

“Are you okay—” I reached for him, but he brushed my hand away in a sharp move. While doing so, his half-open jumpsuit moved, revealing dark bruises he didn’t have earlier today.

“What the hell happened to you?” I asked as I held on to the orange cloth for a better look.

“Don’t fucking touch me!” he snapped and shoved me away so hard that I stumbled back and hit a table behind me. It crashed underneath my weight, and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor, covered with spilled liquor and surrounded by broken glass. I was dumbstruck and still trying to process what the fuck just happened when Shay-Lee bolted out of the tight circle of people surrounding us.