Chapter 25

SEBASTIAN
I didn’t know why I got so pissed off after I watched Jane slap her. Maybe I couldn’t bear to see her hurt after what they did to her. Harper is going to handle her anyway, so I don’t bother with it.
 
I’m at the birthday party, apparently at the cheerleader house. I and my friends don’t miss parties like this. We love to feed our eyes, have fun, and fuck some pussies.
 
We have been here an hour ago and I haven’t set my eyes on Little Mouse. I hope she didn’t change her mind, because she is going to fucking regret it for disobeying me.
 
I’m sitting on the large green couch in the sitting room, and there is noise as much as students pump in, coupled with the blaring music from the speaker.
 
It’s so freaking loud that one can hear it all the way from the parking lot. I get my glass filled up with more cocktails. I wanted to go for tequila, but man, I’m not ready to get wasted. There’s a lot I plan to do tonight.
 
Harper takes some shots of tequila, and that’s because he is up to something dirty and he needs the alcohol flowing in his veins.
 
As for Weaver, he is more focused on fucking tonight. He has already started, because right now he has some girls crowding him like ants crowding sugar.
 
“ Fuck! I love fat asses!” He shouts, plastering slaps on the ass of a girl who is currently rocking on his dick. I hate to stare at him because it gives me a fucking boner, but I don’t have any of the girls in mind; the only one in mind at the moment is Little Mouse, and I’m about to freak the hell out because she isn’t here yet.
 
I pull out my phone to call her; it rings for a few seconds but ends. Fuck, is she rejecting my call?
 
I’m about to get out of the couch and head out to the parking lot to go fucking pick her up wherever she is when I spot someone in a provocative red dress, looking all flashy and breath-taking.
 
I don’t see who it is yet until she walks closer. I don’t fucking believe what I see the moment I set my eyes on her.
 
Nah, it can’t be her. She looks totally hot right now, like fire, as if she would burn anyone who threatened to get close.
 
She is beautiful with her hair packed in a French style; her eyes meet mine, and immediately she draws in a deep breath as if my presence snatches her breath away.
 
I pick up my drink and head upstairs. I don’t want to be at the living room,so I need her to be upstairs with me. It isn’t a request; she knows I never make requests; I order.
 
She reads my expression as I climb the stairs by two. I arrive at the rooftop a minute later, but I don’t see her coming.
 
What the fuck is keeping her so long?
 
I wait for a few more seconds until I hear Weaver’s voice coming from the living room. It’s a chaotic voice, and the next moment I hear the sound of glass smashing on the floor.
 
I don’t wait another second before I run downstairs, and then I see blood on Weaver’s hand. Not his blood, though, because I don’t see any part of him bleeding.
 
He is punching someone on the floor; his knuckles are full of blood, as is his outfit. I rush down to pull him away, but I hear Jane screaming as she rushes to pull Weaver away.
 
“Please stop. You are hurting him; he is my brother. Please leave him!” She screams, yanking the Weavers suit by the hem.
 
“You motherfucker, the next time you try going close to her, I will cut off your balls and feed them to the dogs.”
 
I don’t pull him off because I’m trying to understand what is happening here. Diamond is on the couch, fidgeting with her fingers as if she knows she is in trouble.
 
“What happened, Weaver?” I stride towards him; he doesn’t punch the guy anymore because the guy seems to have passed out. He is lying flat on the floor with blood oozing out of his nose and lips.
 
“Diamond was dancing on his dick, and the mother fucker has his hands wrapped around her fucking ass.”
 
Shit. Shit.
 
“What the fuck?” My nose flares in anger as my gaze slams into hers. She trembles as if she sees what is written on my face.
Raw anger.
 
What was she trying to do?
Make us jealous of this motherfucker?
 
“What were you trying to do, Diamond?” My jaw clenches, but she doesn’t say a word, and her silence is like adding more fuel to the flame.
 
“Let this filthy guy touch you? You like his touch, huh?” My eye color is not the same anymore, and I know she can see it.
 
If she thinks she can make him jealous by letting this guy touch her, then she’s made the biggest mistake.
 
I move forward to the motherfucker lying flat on the floor, and I put my leg on his fucking face. Screams erupt in the room, and I don’t care until I make it hard for him to live again.
 
“Please, let him go. He didn’t mean to. Diamond, tell him! Tell him it was your fucking plan to hurt my brother!” She growls, and I grab a hold of her hair. If she dares speak one more time, I will make sure she regrets it.
 
Though she already has something to regret, she will soon hear of it.
 
“You got what you deserved. I hope he never wakes up.” Diamond gets up from the couch and she is about to walk out of the room when I grab her by her wrist and toss her over my shoulder.
 
She doesn’t know she’s summoned the demon in me, and it’s about to set everything ablaze, including her.