Chapter 165

“You should have,” I say, but my voice comes out a little shaky. I mean, I'd heard from the boys before that the senior version of the Infinity Club was invested in this, but hearing Zayd say it all aloud, hearing him name the stakes … It's a lot to take in. “Instead, you guys continued to bully me. You made me feel so small, and then you ignored me. You let the others treat me like crap.”

Zayd looks away sharply, that shame creeping up his neck and face. It all makes sense now, the way he pulled away from me, his resistance to being around me. That doesn't make it okay, just … understandable.

“Creed and Tristan, they know you're telling me all this?” Zayd shrugs, and then looks back at me, mouth tight.

“I don't care what they think.” Zayd releases me and steps back, just before the doorknob jiggles, and Miranda calls out to me. I turn away from Zayd, grab my phone, and head outside, pushing the door closed behind me.

“What did he want?” she asks, but I just