Chapitre 30: Flashing Lights (Lola)

(Lola)

Present…

"Oh my god, what the hell happened to you?" I demand, my eyes filled with accusation as they Ping pong between my brother and the purple-haired goddess standing in the doorway to my apartment.

It didn't matter that her pale skin was stained crimson with blood or that her mascara was now smeared down her face. She was still the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen, and I hated her for it. I zero in on the arm Sam had wrapped possessively around her shoulders as if he couldn't bear to let go.

It didn't take a genius to work out why he was with her or what they had been doing. So swiftly after Sam had rejected me. After all, her cherry red lips stick was still smugged all over Sam's neck, for god sake, and don't get me started on the hair. He'd fucked her hard. And the little slut didn't seem to care who knew. Bitch.