“You swore you’d protect her from Levi,” he growls.
He’s madly protective over her, and I get it, since he’s her twin and all, and they’ve all been through enough. But I’m not the one he should be mad at here.
“She’s as safe as she can be,” I reply.
“At the Phantoms?!” he rebukes. “With Apollo fucking Torres slobbering on her lips?”
I put down my drink. “You make it sound gross.”
“Because it is! You don’t even care that he’s basically staking his claim?” He scoffs. “He kissed her. Right in front of every Phantom.”
I raise a brow. “You think I don’t know?”
He narrows his eyes. “You’re into this, aren’t you?”
I shrug. “Like I said, what we do is none of your business.”
He folds his arms and stares at me. “That’s why you let him have his way with her.”
I lean over the table and hiss, “Can you not be so loud about it? Jesus Christ.”
He laughs out loud. “Oh my God, so that’s it? You have a sharing fetish? You’re a certified cuck.”
I slam my finger in front of his mouth. “The entire fucking campus doesn’t need to know.”
“Too late. They already know because those Phantoms told them what they saw when you both kissed her,” he says. “And what the fuck was she doing in Levi’s room anyway?”
“Nothing,” I reply, trying to douse the flames of whatever the hell this fire is.
“Snooping around? She must’ve been searching for something,” he mutters to himself. “Did he notice?”
“No,” I quickly answer. “He wasn’t there.”
“Good. You’d kill him if he tried to hurt her, right?”
“Oh yeah, definitely.” I nod a few times even though I’m lying through my teeth.
She’d killmeif I tried.
“What’s this about?” Apollo’s deep voice makes goose bumps scatter on my skin. He places his hand on my shoulder, and I gulp. “Talking about me again?”
“I know you smooched my sister,” Xavier says.
“And what about it?” Apollo rebukes.
“Everyone’s talking about it.”
“And?”
I guess he really doesn’t care what anyone thinks.
“Don’t you think the gossip is hurting her?”
“No. She can handle it.”
“You’d better treat her right or else …”
“Or else what?” Apollo snorts, leaning over me as he plants his hands down on the table, the viciousness on his face making even me freak out. “You’ll hurt me?”
