Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96189 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
“I don’t even know what I did—ow! Goddammit. That’s my hair you’re tearing out!”
“Levi doesn’t think much of your answer. Maybe you should try again,” I suggest.
“Okay. Fine. So maybe I teased your girl a little. There’s no harm. I was just trying to be friendly—fucccccccckkkkkk!” He screeches.
“Levi hated that answer.” I find the basement door in the kitchen and kick it open. No one tries to stop us. Levi takes the stairs two at a time. The frat boy tries to keep up, but has a hard time keeping his balance. He falls on his face the minute that Levi lets him go.
I set up the car battery that I took from the frat boy’s car along with his jumper cables.
“What the fuck is that?”
“Your car battery,” I tell him while Levi grabs a chair. Down here in the basement where they do their dirty little rituals, there won’t be cell service. He won’t be able to call out and no one will be recording this—at least not without our permission.
“Wh-what are you going to do with that?” He’s nearly pissing his pants in fear.
“What do you think?” I open and shut the clamps a couple of times. “I’m going to attach these to your balls until you can’t use your dick anymore. Because here’s the thing, asswipe. You assaulted our girl in public while people had their cameras out. That tells me that when the cameras are off, you’re doing even worse things. Some people shouldn’t have working dicks. You’re one of them.”
He starts crying—hard crying with snot coming out of his nose. “Why? I was just joking. It was just a joke! No one got hurt.”
“Disgusting,” Levi mutters and throws the chair down. “Take your punishment like a man.”
“I-I’m sorry.” The frat boy eyes the clamps in fear. “I’ll call her and apologize.”
“You think you’re going to be allowed to talk to her?” I shake my head. “No, my dumb friend, you’re not even going to breathe the same air as her. After we fry your balls, you will call the administrator and tell them you’re dropping out. There are good schools in Alaska.”
Levi pushes the frat boy into the chair.
“What the hell are you talking about?” the stupid idiot asks as if I didn’t just spell it out.
“I’m telling you that you aren’t going to be around our girl ever again.”
“You can’t do that. Don’t you know who I am? This is my school.” He tries to stand up. Levi shoves him back down and gets about two inches from the ol’ boy’s face.
“Nah. Not anymore. It’s our school now. We make the rules. Rule number one: Olivia Moore is untouchable. Rule number two: so are the rest of the girls. Rule number three: you don’t even go here anymore.”
My twin wraps the bungee cord around Frat Boy’s arms and I move forward with the clamps. The sound of pissing fills the air followed by the redolent smell of urine.
“Fuck, man!” Levi yelps and jumps out of the way.
“Water conducts electricity better than cotton,” I say and apply the clamps.
Frat Boy’s screams are louder than I expect. I give Levi a nod. “You ready?”
He pulls out his phone. “Yeah. Looks like we have seven hours until D-day.”
I smile. “Plenty of time to take care of the girl who filmed it.”
“Let’s go.”
CHAPTER 14
OLIVIA
“I think I ate too much cheese.” I hold my stomach, not sure where I came up with the idea to ask for triple the cheese when we ordered a pizza to our room. I should have known better when they asked me to repeat what I said. It sounded like a good idea at the time. “I’ll never move again,” I groan. I have never been more thankful for elastic and lycra as I am in this moment.
Erika picks up another slice, shrugging and taking a bite, not fazed by the greasy cheese in the least. “I should hate you,” I tell her. She eats double what I do, and I don’t know how it fits inside of her. “Where does it go?” Erika laughs at my comment like I’m joking. I’m not. I really want to know where it goes. I think she could out-eat Levi and Zeke. Why do I have the urge to now test this theory?
Thinking of the twins has me glancing to my phone on my desk, well out of reach. Luckily I can’t move, so I can’t stalk them or wonder why they have been so quiet. I’m trying to stay away from them so I don't torture them anymore. I’ve been unable to help myself when I’m around them lately. I turn into Hormone Central when they’re near me. I’m so desperate for them to touch me that staying away from them seems like the only option. We all need to cool off a bit.