Wreck Me - Page 166

Dane will win. For me.

The day passes quickly as I move from one class to another, trying to contain my enthusiasm.

I’m eating a granola bar in the kitchen when Celine comes in.

“You know I should hate you,” I say.

“Why don’t you?”

“You came with more drama than we bargained for, and you fucking almost kissed him.”

“I think it’s good to let it all out.”

“You don’t understand. I can’t be with Dane, and it kills me seeing you with him…”

“It’s the same as seeing you with Kaden.”

“You’re stupid, Celine. You’re so damn stupid.” I grab her elbow, shaking some sense into her. “Kaden hasn’t so much as looked at another girl, let alone taken it further. He looks dead, and it’s because of you. He was unbreakable until now. I hope you’re fucking happy.”

“What?”

“Really? You think if we had something going on I would have let you and Kaden disrespect me by sleeping together? Wake up, Celine. We all have a role to play in this fucked up family.”

“But?”

“But what? Oh, he promised you things? Fuck off. He cut his heart out for you, so you would never go through the things we did.”

She gets in my face. “It should have been my choice.”

“Just let him be, already. Go be with your friends. And if you ever get comfortable with Dane again, I will show you how much of a bitch I can be. Don’t mess with me.”

“Then why aren’t you with him?”

“Do you think I don’t want to be? It wrecks me. But loving is fucking prohibited unless it’s between me and Kaden.”

“You’re getting married.”

“And until then, we’re going to do our best to finally escape this prison.”

I storm away and lock myself in my room.

Excitement races through my body, making me feel like I’m on top of the world. I channel all my energy into a hyper-focus.

You have tonight, don’t do anything stupid.

Abigail passes me by. “Good luck.”

“I don’t need luck, but you surely do, sweetheart.”

“Look at me all shivery just at the thought.”

A grin lifts the corners of my lips. “We’ll see about that.”

She blows me a kiss as she gets into her car, and I do the same.

Revving up the motor, I take off the moment the flag drops. Flooring the pedal, I don’t give her an inch, so she stays behind me until my car is the first to pass the finish line. It ends fast, yet not fast enough for me to finally have her.

After I win the race, I look for the ultimate win, but she goes to her group of friends, talking animatedly. Only one more race then she’s yours—for tonight. I don’t let that thought distress me, so I drive back to the starting line. Kaden parks next to me.