Now it was my turn to glare. “What happens between Levi and me is none of your business.” And, hell, Levi and I were over anyway. There was no coming back for us, for him, not after what he did. That was a hill I’d die on.
“Your boy Levi isn’t as great as you think he is,” Dean said, taking a step closer to me. “If you think Levi is a better guy than me, you’re wrong.”
“Trust me,” I told him, “I don’t think Levi is a good guy, and I know you aren’t one, either.” Good guys were a thing of the past, I guessed. A thing of fiction, of TV. Good guys didn’t exist in real life, not in today’s day and age. Common courtesy had died. There were no gentlemen anymore. “I’m not stupid.”
Correction: I might occasionally do stupid things, but that did not make me stupid.
“So you saw the video?” Dean asked, obviously giddy about it. I didn’t know if he had beef with Levi or me, since I’d told Mel to steer clear of him, and I didn’t care. This conversation was going to end in three…two…one… “There’s more, you know.”
I felt my heart nearly stop in my chest. More? More video of me? More videos of other girls in his bed? I…I didn’t want to think about that, didn’t want to picture any of it. My video was bad enough, but others? Hell to the no. “I don’t want to hear about it.” I pushed past him, bumping shoulders with him as I went.
Dean spun and started to walk with me. “Oh, come on. If you and Levi are done, what’s the harm?” Somehow, this prick knew exactly which buttons to push on me. If he wasn’t careful, I’d explode right in his face. He wouldn’t like me when I was angry. No one did.
“The harm?” I abruptly stopped, shooting him an exasperated look. “Dean, do me a favor and get the fuck out of my sight, okay?” This time, when I started to walk, Dean didn’t come with me. This time Dean remained still, though I did notice him pull out his phone and start texting someone.
Whatever. That guy could go take a long walk off a short pier and I’d be more than okay with it. If he dropped off the face of the earth, I would not be sad. Not even a little, as horrible as it was.
I made it back to my dorm room without an incident. Mel wasn’t there, which I thought was a little strange. Eh, maybe she had to stop at the library for some research or something. Some professors made you use real books instead of just the scholarly articles you could find online. Needless to say, I hated those professors.
You know what else I hated? Or, really, who?
Dean. Fucking Dean. Dean and Levi, really. I hated them both, but right now my hatred for Dean was a little bit stronger than my hatred for Levi.
Who did Dean think he was, practically pouncing on me? Had he been watching me, getting to know my routine? How else would he have known I’d be walking out of the side of the union at that exact moment? Creepy as hell. Plus the whole thing he’d said about Levi and there being more…like I wanted to know, like I was desperate to know more about Levi and his penchant for taping sexual encounters? Hell no.
That was just infuriating. Literally infuriating. Like, as I sat on my bed, pulling out my sandwich, I couldn’t help but fume. Both of those guys could fuck off.
I ate my sandwich in silence, not even bothering to turn on Mel’s TV. She said I was welcome to it anytime, but the silence helped me think. Or, really, it helped me fume. If I focused on my anger towards Dean and Levi, I wouldn’t have the mental capacity to focus on other things…like Levi and how amazingly deep his blue eyes were, how his body felt when it was connected to mine, how low and almost dangerous his voice was.
Yeah. Still kind of had it bad for Levi, which was stupid, considering what he did. We were over. Why couldn’t my mind realize this?
Once I was done eating, I unpacked my bag and went to shower. The day was winding down, and I…I didn’t know. I needed to call it an early night. I needed to talk to Ash, but she was hardly responding these days, too lost in her own drama at Hillcrest. It was dumb, but I didn’t feel like dragging her down even more with my own drama.
Was it even drama, what I had? At this point, I didn’t know if it was drama or something else.
Mel still wasn’t back when I returned to our room after I showered. I set down my shower caddy under my desk, moving to grab my phone off its charger and text her. Hopefully Mel was okay. Hopefully Dean didn’t stalk her and pounce on her like he’d done to me. It was then I had a terrible thought.
Was Dean capable of violence? Would he hurt her, since he couldn’t get her back?
I honestly didn’t know. I hadn’t known Dean for long, and even then, I didn’t really know know him. I only knew what he did based on what other people said. I could see for myself that he was the king of all dicks, though—followed closely by Levi, of all people.
But, you know what? If Levi would’ve been nice, if he would’ve been the gentleman of all gentlemen…I
