Chapter 15. Trust

Montemayor Boys!

Sebe stared at Natalia as if she was the only woman around.

“Not because you have a boyfriend you don’t like Clinton anymore,” she says coldly to me. I kept my mouth shut. She really knew me.

Jenn kicked me so I turned to her.

“There’s Clinton! He’s at the other table!”

But I didn’t look at it. I was suddenly nervous. For a week, I did not see him.

“And so?” I mocked.

“With a woman.” added, Natalia.

I automatically looked at their table and saw a woman sitting on his lap and leaning on his chest. Clinton leaned his head on the backrest and closed his eyes.

Seems like I want to pull the woman and bang her head on the floor but wait…

“Is that—”

“Yes! Cassidy or Cassy. Clinton flavor of the month.” Jenn smiled at me.

I feel the squeezing in my heart.

Is she the Cassy that Clinton’s fuck buddy before?

What are they? FUBU?

I picked up the bottle and drink it like water. Just jack n