Tasting All My Mates

411 -Who Is The Cheater?

‘Enya! what the fuck happened?” Maynard rushed, but before he could reach

me, Lazio pushed him aside as he bolted in my direction and knelt down in front

of me. No words were spoken when he grabbed my arm and helped me

straighten up while I kept sitting on the floor.

‘What happened?* Lazio cupped my face in his hands, but his eyes betrayed his

actions. There was concern in them, but not with the intensity with which he

pushed Maynard aside.

I couldn’t understand anything, not even myself. I couldn’t comprehend why I

was noticing everything. Why not just appreciate him for now?

Why had it become so hard to get a tiny bit of his attention?

‘Co—rbin!” I stammered in sobs, trying to clean my face as the fresh blood kept

entering my mouth.

‘What? he hit you?” Maynard asked, raising his voice to express his anger

towards the situation. I raised my face and nodded blankly before Lazio helped

me get up on my feet.

*I need to first take care of her wounds, and then we can talk about what to do.*

Lazio wrapped his arm around my body and helped me walk to the bedroom.

Maynard and Christina followed us to help Lazio.

‘It is okay, guys, I can take care of her,” Lazio instantly excused himself when he

watched Christina staring at Maynard, who was too busy getting infuriated with

Corbin.

*I think they need time alone.” Christina understood what Lazio wanted, but

Maynard refused to listen, she had to gently nudge his elbow

After the two left, Lazio brought the

down with me.

it because of the rejection?’ he asked, cleaning my wound. Now

home, I recalled the pain I

me teary-eyed again. I couldn’t forget the anger I

I would have beaten the fuck out of

pushed the aid aside and wrapped

cry on. I was about to sob on his chest when

odd about

He smelled different.

away from him, I frowned at him. His brow

look me in the eyes and ask what

different,”

mean?” He let out a little uncomfortable laugh

clean my injuries again.

I paused, forcing myself to remember where

It wasn’t too long before I

him.

away when I gasped at my own words. The

tell me he didn’t expect me

clean yo—,”

come closer but stopped when I showed

why do you smell like her?” I raised

she

I sensed

her.

that he wasn’t in

and taking it back, hence ending

shirt that he had worn yesterday, too, when he

Maynard and Christina.

what you are focused on?’ He dropped the bloodied

the bed and scoffed loudly at

respond,” I insisted on knowing

remembered Maynard’s words from earlier. If Lazio

needed to tell

I don’t know why you can smell her

I know for a fact that it is not true. You

just making it up to take your anger

when he beat your ass.” He got out