You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 74

Easton

I’m going to kill someone today.

I’m sure of it.

Anger is boiling inside my chest. Nothing Harper says or does can calm me down. I don’t give a fuck if she ran into Blake in the hallway, if it was by accident, if she didn’t want to talk to him-I don’t want her around him.

Period.

I don’t want her to even acknowledge that motherfucker exists.

Knowing my temper, I avoid him all day, so I don’t try to fight him in the hallway, but on my way to one of my last classes, I see him. He’s sitting on one of the tables in the cafeteria, talking to a girl I used to fuck. The look he’s giving her is the same one he gave to Harper earlier.

A look that’s never going to come across his face again.

I’m going to make sure of that.

I rush through the entrance and the second I reach him, I grab him by the fucking collar and haul him up off the table. “You want to talk to Harper?” I blast at him. “You talk to me first.”

He laughs like an egotistical cocksucker. “What, are you feeling threatened, Easton? Worried she might like my cock more than yours?” He smiles. “I’d be worried, too.”

“Easton!” Harper shouts from the doorway, rushing through the cafeteria, her hands now on my waist, trying to get me to release Blake. “Don’t do this,” she pleads. “Please don’t do this.”

His smile grows as he says, “Gonna listen to your girl?”

“I can’t wait to hear this,” Aisha says, who’s now joined us, standing behind Blake. “This

is going to get good.”

A fire is licking through my veins as I continue to hold him by the throat, my anger causing me to see red.

him. “With your bullshit, your lies, the way you won’t back off my girl. She’s mine, Blake.” My teeth clench, growling,

behind me, trying to unclench the

a lot of shit,” Blake goads, his lips wide, almost comical like The Joker. “But that’s all you are-full of shit. You’ve got nothing to back yourself up.

I’m fucking done.

nose. I punch him with all the strength I have and the second my skin

fills my

gasp echoes

Blake’s nose

face, the blood dripping through his

no relief at all, the

moves back again and Harper shouts, “No! Easton, that’s

But it’s not enough.

his face, I can still

want more of me, you motherfucker?” I spit. “Move your

going

about that,” Leigh says from behind me, the feel of the administrator’s

with me,” she orders, and then drags me several steps back before she says to Blake, “Go to the

her hand stays on my shoulder, leading me out of the cafeteria and into her

sits me in a chair in front

up her hand. “Take

A breath?

Fuck that, I’m fuming.

of Blake’s face that still

sides of my hair, my hands twitching in anger. “You need to listen to

swings her legs in the air, her skirt rides higher on her thighs. “And this little stunt

knuckles.

am I going to do with you, Easton?” She begins to play with the top button of her shirt. “You probably broke his nose. There are witnesses …” The top button pops open, and her legs widen, stretching the limits

at the

Fuck.