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kind.”
    I fear what he is saying is true. My heart is pounding in my chest. What’s sad is that he’s right. I loved Hannah for all of the wrong reasons. I was trying to prove to everyone that I was worth her attention. It doesn’t make what he is saying any less hurtful. “Yeah, you might be right, Nash. But know this…every good girl wants a bad boy inside of her. Guys like you have to live with the knowledge that even though they are fucking you, they are thinking about me.”
    “Maybe. That’s what the hood rats are for, Caydon. I can have the trophy wife and the whores, like Reece.”
    I’m done. My fist meets the spot where Reece first hit Nash. He falls to the ground for a second time and doesn’t get up. I spit on the ground next to his head. “Don’t you ever…ever refer to her as a hood rat or a whore. Don’t even look at her.”
    Nash groans in pain. Three girls I recognize from previous parties approach us. Two of them drop to the ground to help Nash. They scowl at me while trying to get Nash to stand. The third girl, Summer, looms around me. Summer has had a thing for me as long as I can remember. She’s a pretty, plastic-like blonde. If I were being honest, I’d tap it if I weren’t with Hannah.
    “What did he do, Caydon?” Summer is amused.
    Nash doesn’t have to do anything. He’s just a dickhead. “You know…acting like typical Nash.”
    Summer grabs my arm and leads me toward the house. “C’mon, let’s go inside. Hailey and Harper can take care of Nash.”
    When Summer and I reach the door, I tell her to go inside because I want to see who left a voicemail. She’s disappointed, but I don’t give a fuck. When I look down at my phone, fury grows in the depths of my belly. It was Hannah. I missed her call because of fucking Reece and Nash.
    “Hi Caydon. It’s Hannah. I had a few minutes to spare. I’m sorry about earlier. I talked to Daddy. I can meet you for a little bit when I come home. Goodnight, Caydon.”
    So, that’s it. I will get to see Hannah for a little bit. After three years, that’s all I get. If I had the opportunity to talk to her, I may have been able to convince her to give me more time. This is all Reece’s fault.
    I find Reece sitting in the corner with Maria. I don’t fight the rage that’s inside of me any longer. I jerk her up from the chair she is sitting in. In the process, I hit Maria’s arm and her beer splashes against the wall. “What the hell are you doing, Caydon?”
    A crowd has now gathered around us, including Summer and her friends. Reece’s brown eyes are wide but there is no fear. “Because of you, I missed a call from my girlfriend and I got into a fight.” I’m acting like the ‘old’ me. I’m not him anymore.
    The corners of Reece’s mouth curl. “I think you have that wrong, Caydon. You started the fight. I finished it.”
    My arms rest on each side of the wall caging Reece in. “Listen to me. I know your type. You’re the cute, college girl who plays the quiet, little victim to get a guy’s attention. It’s just a façade to get guys like me and Nash to chase after your pussy.”
    Again, she smirks. “Oh, Caydon. It’s not my pussy you are chasing after. Is it?” Reece pushes my arms down and walks around me. Peeking over her shoulder, she quips, “Good luck with Hannah.”

CHAPTER EIGHT
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Reece
    Since that dreadful night with Caydon, I haven’t left my house except to go to school and to look for a job. Maria is a persistent pain in the ass. Every Friday night she calls, begging me to go out. I am too quick to remind her of the fantastic time I had the last time I went out with her. Not.
    To this day, I still don’t know what I did to Caydon to make him so angry with me. Maria explained his ‘girlfriend’ issues. However, it still doesn’t clarify anything. Caydon should be upset with Hannah, not me.
    When I walk through the door of my dad’s modest house, there is an attractive woman sitting at the