Ruthless knight

Cole

“Cole, wait!” Casey screeches behind me. 

Crown in hand, I trek out of the stadium. 

I have nothing to say to the cheating slut. 

“Cole, please.” 

People are starting to stare, no doubt wondering what’s going on with RHA’s most prestigious king and queen. 

I shove down the urge to inform them their beautiful queen is an ugly, traitorous whore. 

And their king despises each and every one of them for being sheep and buying into all the bullshit I serve them on a platter. 

They all worship me because they think I’m better than them.  

But I’m not. I’m just better at being fake. 

I’m almost to the parking lot when there’s a sharp tug on my arm. 

I can feel the cord growing tighter with every second that passes. 

“Don’t fucking touch me.” 

The few people within earshot freeze. Casey looks positively petrified. 

Good. She should be. 

We had an agreement and she fucking broke it. 

As if that wasn’t bad enough, she made me look like an idiot in front of my entire football team. 

With Todd Harris of all people. 

 “Everything’s fine,” she declares to the herd through a forced smile. “Just some leftover testosterone from the game.” She thrusts her pom-pom in the air. “Go Knights!” 

A few people cheer, and I give her a look that conveys what I’m really thinking. 

Eat shit and die. 

By the time she steers me away from the small crowd, I’m seeing red. 

“What part of don’t fucking touch me, don’t you understand?” 

She looks around nervously, making sure no one else is within earshot. “Calm down before you do something you’ll regret.” 

“Like fuck Todd Harris?” 

 Guilt colors her expression. “Look, I messed up. But we can still fix this.” 

Jesus Christ. The bleach from her fake blonde hair must have burned through her brain. 

I laugh, but there’s not a drop of humor. “Fix this? Why the hell would I ever want to fix this? You’re Todd’s headache now, not mine. As far as I’m concerned, the fucker did me a solid.” 

Her tongue finds her cheek. “Are you done yet?” 

I haven’t even gotten started…and I never will, because she’s not worth it.  

“With you? Yeah. I’ve been done for a while now.”

I never should have dated her to begin with. Only reason I did was because she was the head cheerleader and it made sense. 

And because I knew it would hurt a certain Bible thumping nerd who drives me crazy. 

I start to walk away, but Casey zips out in front of me. It’s all I can do not to pick her up and toss her disloyal, bony ass out of my life for good. 

 “I have nothing left to say to you,” I grind out through clenched teeth. “Get out of my face.” 

“You don’t mean that.” She tries to touch my cheek, but I turn away. “I made a mistake. Just like you did.”

I have no idea what she’s referring to, but I do know she’s delusional for believing this little song and dance of hers will garner any sympathy from me. 

“A mistake? You’ve been fucking him behind my back for months. That’s not a mistake…that’s a deliberate choice.”

Her lower lip trembles. “Only because you were cheating on me with her.”

I’ve taken a few hits to the head this season, but I don’t recall fucking anyone other than the she-devil in front of me since we’ve been together. 

“Cheating on you with who?”

Placing her palms on my chest, she shoves me. “Don’t you dare stand there and lie to me, Cole. You know damn well what fat fuck I’m talking about.”

Holy shit. This bitch is one fry short of a happy meal. 

“You’re not making any goddamn sense. I never fucked anyone el—”

 “How about Sawyer?” Perching her hands on her hips she chirps, “Did you think I wouldn’t find out the truth, asshole?” 

Oh, hell. This shit again. “I told you, nothing happened between us that night. I wandered upstairs drunk and passed out.”

I leave out the only fuzzy parts I do remember—like telling Sawyer things I’ve never told anyone else and wanting to kiss her so bad I could fucking taste it.  

She jabs one of her talons into my pec. “What’s your excuse for all the other times?” 

“What other times?” 

If I was hooking up with Little Miss I

Well, except for the one and only time we allegedly did, but I was too drunk to recall touching anything more than her hand before passing out. 

And puking all over the bed. 

If by some tiny chance there is a higher being, I’m pretty sure that was his way of giving me the shaft. 

 “Stop playing dumb, Cole! Bianca told me everything.”

Given my little sister doesn’t know shit about my sex life, I doubt it.  

 “Oh, yeah? Like what?” 

“Like the fact that you’ve been hooking up with Sawyer on the down-low.” Outrage sharpens her face. “She told me you had a secret fetish for fat chicks because they’re good at sucking dick.”  

Christ. I’m going to kill Bianca. 

Breathing erratically now, she utters, “It’s why I messed around with Todd. I needed to upgrade, not downgrade so I—”

“Shut up.” 

I can’t stomach another second of this. 

“Babe, please.” She locks her arms around me like a vise. “I’m sorry. I’m so freaking sorry.” 

“You should be.” 

She’s about to lose the best thing she ever had. 

Teary-eyed, she looks up at me. “You’re really go

Her stupid little mistake would be more than enough for most guys to get rid of her. I, however, don’t care about her screwing someone else, because I don’t care about her. Period. 

The only thing I care about is who she chose to cheat on me with and being associated with someone so goddamn gullible. 

“No, I’m not.” 

Relief flashes across her face. “Good, now what do you say we—”

“I’m ending it because you fell for Bianca’s trap.”

Her jaw drops. “You can’t be serious. It wasn’t my fault, babe. She—”

“Was setting you up and you were stupid enough to take the bait.” This time my laugh is genuine. “Sorry, Casey, but I can’t be with someone so fucking dumb. I need my girl’s brain to be bigger than her boobs.” 

And that’s saying something, because I fucking love motorboating a nice pair of big tits.

I can practically see her fragile ego shattering into a thousand tiny pieces as she takes a step back. “In that case, good luck with your tub of lard.” 

I have to remind myself Casey wouldn’t keep insulting Sawyer if she didn’t sense it bothered me so much. 

I should let her have the last dig and keep it moving, but the idiot keeps ru

“Just so you know, you can kiss your reputation goodbye, Covington. I’m going to tell everyone exactly why I fucked Todd, and how much bigger his dick is than yours, and how he fucked me better than you ever could.” Smiling snidely, she pats my cheek. “But no one will be surprised, because Todd does everything better than you, especially play fo—”

Something inside me snaps and I slam my hand over her mouth before she can finish that sentence. 

 “Did I ever tell you I loved you? Ever have a real conversation with you? Ever spend time with you for anything other than sex?” Not waiting for a response, I grit out, “In case you’re having trouble grasping the big picture here, babe—the answer to all those questions is no.”