Chapter 15 Unwanted Guests & Death
Unwanted Guests & Death
Hayes
Slamming into the back of Liv, I notice someone else's hands gripping her waist. I growl but the look on her face has my eyes narrowing at her.
“I-uh-I-I gotta go,” she stammers and runs back through the school's doors slamming them shut behind her.
I watch as she does this then slowly turn my head to the asshole standing in front of me.
He puts his hand out for me to shake but I grab him by the collar and slam him up against the same door my little liar just shut.
“Who the fuck are you and how do you know my girl?” I spit and he smirks.
“Your girl? Na. That little firecracker is mine.” he chuckles and I press my forearm against his throat.
“Doubtful. But this is your only warning to stay the fuck away from her.” I growl, letting him go. My hands shake and rage flows through my veins but there are too many cameras out here.
“See that’s where you’re wrong Hayes Valentine. Not only am I taking my girl back but I’m claiming your spot on the team…” He trails off as the doors suddenly open and Neal the security guard clears his throat.
“Is there a problem here Sir Valentine?” he asks and I take a step back, tightening my fists as this prick looks at Neal holding his hand out.
“I’m new here. The name is Buckman. Dillon Buckman.
” he says and I swallow thickly. Fuck. Chuck was right.
Liv truly is a Little Liar and I will see to it that I get the answers I need from her.
She can only run so far until I catch her little ass.
I need to think. Taking out my phone I head to the sports arena.
Scrolling to my thread with Parker I shoot him a text, hoping he wants to run some drills with me.
Me:
Yo. Wanna hit the ice? I got some steam to blow off and some shit to tell you!
I can’t believe Chuck was right and she had a whole boyfriend back home and now he just shows up here.
I’m fucking pissed and yes I know it’s only been a few days but fuck, I really like this girl and I refuse to give her up.
Why did she lie? I really didn’t ask either, I stripped her bare and took what I wanted—what I needed—what we both needed.
Shit. My phone pings as I continue to walk through the quiet school. Opening the screen I see it’s Parker.
Parker:
Yeah, give me a few.
Me:
Aight bro, I’ll meet you on the ice.
Closing the thread, I swing by the locker room and grab some gear then walk to the outer rink hoping Parker is already waiting for me.
The wind whirls around me, sending a shiver up my spine but I shrug it off.
“Yo man.” I say, fist bumping him as we sit on the bench and put our skates on.
I huff, tightening my laces and he turns to me with a raised brow.
“You good bro? What’d you want to talk about? He asks as I stand and spin on the ice.
“Liv has a fucking boyfriend that she somehow forgot to mention to me and the prick showed up today,” I seethe as he stops in front of me with his jaw on the ground. Yeah me too, buddy.
“Wait, wait, wait a goddamn minute. Your Liv? Your little Short Stack? What the fuck? He asks with a dumbfounded look on his face as I continuously nod my head at him.
“Yeah, bro. Apparently she’s had one this whole time. He’s from her hometown,” I answer, taking a deep breath. I push past him, gliding across the ice. He catches up to me and I spin,
“You’ll never believe who he’s fucking related too either. It’s a fucking problem.” I tell him and his eyes widen. “Buckman! He’s Buckman's younger brother and I quote, “He’s here to take my spot on the team and his girl,” I tell him and he laughs.
“Sorry, Bro. I don’t mean to laugh but you and I both know, Buckmans ain’t shit and he ain’t taking shit either.” He says and I nod.
“That’s for damn sure. I’ll gut him before I ever let that happen.
But fuck man. Why did she lie to me? Oh and his name is Dillon.
Fucking little dill pickle. Motherfucker!
” I spit, crashing out as I push myself further on the ice.
We run laps for a bit and I overwork myself trying to get centered before I go find Liv and put her little ass in her place.
Which is in my bed! He isn’t going to get close to her.
Not as long as I am around. She can forget about sleeping alone at night! I’m going to be a fucking leech.
“Yo, you heard from Lucius? We should see if he wants to come chill. Maybe bring us some beers to take the edge off.” He suggests. We skate over to the bench, I reach in my bag and take out the bottle of water I stuffed in there.
“Nope, I haven’t. Text him and tell him to get his ass here,” I reply, picking up my phone, looking to see if I have any missed texts or calls from Liv–but I don’t so I rip the cap off and chug the water down—getting more pissed by the second.
“Bro, can you try and call him? He hasn’t answered any of my texts or calls.” he says and I nod, pressing Lucius’s name and bringing the phone to my ears. All it does is ring out then goes to voicemail. “He didn’t answer–what the hell? He isn’t the type to ignore us.” I say with a raised brow.
“Lemme try again.” he tells me, putting it on speaker and again all it does is ring out. “Okay what the fuck is going on? When was the last time we actually laid eyes on him?” he questions but I can’t remember. I shit for sure didn’t see him at Manhunt so I think it was the game.
“Fuck bro, the game? That’s the last time I saw him. I was drunk in my room with Tiff and Bethany after the game,” I say running my hand through my hair.
“Damn, that’s the last time I saw him too. I didn’t see him or Kendall at Manhunt. I was with Syd until earlier,” he says. The both of us balls deep in females while our friend was god knows where doing god knows what. Fuck.
“Fuck it, lets go find him.” I suggest as I sit on the bench, taking my skates off.
Parker does the same and we leave the outer rink and head for the sports arena.
The school is quiet which makes me feel on edge.
I still haven’t told Parker about Maddox.
I was actually waiting for the right time to tell him but I wanted Lucius there too.
They both are my best friends and I didn’t realize until this very second that I could really use some guy time.
I usually don’t like to lean on anyone for anything but maybe I should for this scenario.
Parker swings open the arena doors and we walk around the rink and through the locker room to put our gear back. The place is dead. Not a single person in here but us. Not even the coach.
Exiting the arena the wind picks up whirling around us. I rub my hands together because the chill in the air is to the bone.
“Try calling him again. I’m going to walk around out here and see if I can hear his phone ring or something,” Parker says and I nod, hitting Lucius’s number and bringing it to my ear.
We walk around past the outdoor rink along the woods.
Faintly, I hear ringing in the distance and we both lock eyes and take off running.
I hit the call button again and we run, hearing the ringing getting closer the faster we move.
As the ringtone gets louder we both halt when we see a body laying in the snow.
No. It can’t be. My heart drops in my chest, I don’t know if I can handle another death this close to home.
Parker is the first to move as I stand here still stunned that my best friend is deathly still in the snow.
Finally finding my legs and running up to Parker, he falls to his knees knowing our friend is truly dead.
He screams as tears fall down my cheeks.
Seeing the slice mark across his throat almost makes me want to vomit.
Instead I tighten my fists letting the rage flow through my veins.
Who the fuck would want to kill him? Why?
Of all the fucked up shit that happens here, why Lucius?
It makes no sense. I don’t understand. Why?
Fucking why? We both sit here crying and holding onto our friend wishing this was all a dream and Lucius would still be alive—But it’s not a dream.
It’s fucking reality of our life. Not only is my brother gone but now my best fucking friend but let’s not forget the elephant in the room either.
How did a perfect night and an even better morning turn into this?
How did we get here? Growling in frustration, I grab Parker's shoulder and we both stand. He takes out his phone and places a call to the coach. Once he’s finished I place my hand on his shoulder hoping my words will settle him.
“Fuck! It’ll be okay, right? It has to be—I know this sucks.
I mean hell I just lost my brother too. We will get through this together bro, in the end we’ve always got each other, that’s how it’s always been, Parker.
” I tell him and his eyes widen as shock and despair cross his features. Yeah, bro me fucking too.
“Wait, Maddox is dead too? What the fuck?” he whispers and I swallow thickly and nod, taking a deep breath.
“Yeah, Vivvy killed him at the ceremony when we were at the retreat. Last night my father sent me to kill her in the attic of the cathedral.” I spit through gritted teeth as he shakes his head.
“Shit, man I’m so sorry,” he says, as tears fall down his face. He brings me in for a hug and I hug him back as we both stand there crying for our dead best friend and the only brother I had.