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HUDSON

I WAS NEVER ONE FOR PARTIES OR SOCIAL GATHERINGS. The thought of surrounding myself with people I barely associated with at school was appalling. If I didn't enjoy their company at school, why would it be any different outside of it?

The rhythmic pulse of bass and the chatter of teenagers filled the spacious kitchen, where neon lights danced across the sleek countertops and polished tiles. I slipped through the doorway with purpose. With a confident stride, I entered the kitchen. My eyes swept over the room with a smirk playing on my lips. This was the haven of my enemy, and the thought brought a glint of mischief to my eyes.

I wasted no time in making myself at home. My gaze settled on the gleaming array of liquor bottles arranged on the counter, and with a deft hand, I reached for the most expensive bottle of whiskey I could find. With a satisfying pop, I unscrewed it and poured myself a generous measure, relishing knowing that my presence would upset Jockstrap .

Sipping my drink, I walked to the snack table, where bowls of chips and pretzels beckoned. I grabbed a handful of snacks, my movements lazy and unhurried as I lounged against the counter, soaking in the party's chaos.

Chambers stormed into the kitchen, interrupting my moment of relaxation, his expression dark with anger. My smirk widened as I watched his eyes pop in shock.

"Who invited you?"

I straightened up, leaning back against the counter with a casual, arrogant demeanor.

"This is a lovely home." I said, knowing that ignoring his question would add more fuel to the fire.

I guess I'm an arsonist.

"I am not in the mood for your arrogance, Wilder."

Unfazed by his hostility, I took another sip of whiskey, moaning in delight.

"This is scrumptious."

His fists clenched at his sides; his jaw tightened with fury. I grinned at his face flushed red with rage, his nostrils flared as he struggled to control his temper. The frustration boiled beneath the surface, and I couldn't resist pushing his buttons further.

"Cheers, Jockstrap ." I said with a smirk before taking another sip of my drink.

"Hudson, cut it out." Maya said, stepping into the room with Luna trailing.

The air crackled with tension as Jockstrap glared at me, his fists clenched at his sides and his jaw set in determination. The room seemed to hold its breath as the heated exchange escalated, the noise of the party fading into the background as all eyes turned to confrontation. Luna stepped forward; her face etched with concern. She placed a gentle hand on his chest.

"He won't cause any trouble."

He turned to her with a look of bewilderment, his anger simmering beneath the surface.

"Did you know he was here?" he asked, his voice laced with accusation.

She hesitated. Her gaze flickered away before she met his gaze again.

"I found out a couple of minutes ago."

"And you didn't think to tell me?"

She took a step back.

"I didn't want to ruin your party."

A glacial silence avalanched through the room as the onlookers gazed on in savage curiosity. I decided it was best to break the tense atmosphere.

"How about a game of Beer Pong ?"

I cast a mischievous glance in Maya's direction. She mouthed a curt thank you.

"Sounds like fun." She said.

"Why don't we make it a double challenge?" Jockstrap asked, with a devious grin on his face.

As he set up the table, the atmosphere crackled with energy. The clang of cups and the thud of ping-pong balls echoed through the room. Luna stood by his side; her eyes filled with determination as she was eager to beat us. Beat me . I glanced at Maya as we shared a smirk, motivated to take on the challenge.

The game began. The balls bounced back and forth across the table as we traded shots. It was tame, but as the game progressed, I grew bored. While Jockstrap was distracted with his shot, I shuffled over to Luna.

"How could you find that attractive?" I asked.

As if to prove my point, he made the shot and cheered with his friends, hitting his chest and howling like a wolf.

"Leave me alone, Hudson."

With a mischievous gleam in my eyes, I leaned close to her, my voice low as I whispered in her ear.

"Nice perfume."

Her cheeks burned as she returned to her boyfriend's side. She was wearing the perfume I bought for her on her eleventh birthday. She was obsessed with it, wanting to be like the cool kids. I saved for months to buy it for her. It seemed she never stopped wearing it.

Her boyfriend took a shot and failed. I bit my lip, but it didn't stop me from taking a jab.

"All talk, right, jockstrap?" I said, grinning in sinister pleasure, as it had the desired effect.

"Don't listen to him," Luna said and placed a comforting hand on his arm before directing a fiery glare my way. "He can't help being a jerk. It comes naturally to him."

"You wound me, Snow."

I feigned sadness, receiving a scoff. As the game neared its end, the tension reached a fever pitch. The cups dwindled on both sides of the table, victory hanging in the balance. With a final, triumphant shot, I sunk the last cup, sealing our win and sending the room into cheers.

Maya and I hugged in celebration with a victorious grin. Chamber's face twisted with rage. He slammed his hand down on the table, his eyes blazing with fury as he glared at me.

"You cheated." He accused, his voice booming over the cheers.

I shrugged; my smirk unwavering as I leaned back against the wall.

"You win some, you lose some."

He wasn't having it. He shoved the table aside, sending cups and balls clattering to the ground. Luna whispered something to him, and he retracted as if she shocked him.

"Can you stop?" He said, anger seeped through his words. "I am so sick of you always trying to fix everything."

Her eyes brimmed with tears as she attempted to defend herself.

"Can we not do this here?"

Her hands shook as if she was trying to control her anger.

"I am so sick of you always fighting my battles for me, Luna!" He said. "I cannot take it anymore!"

She glanced down at the ground, wiping her nose with the sleeve of her sweater before gazing up at him like a lost gazelle.

"What are you trying to say?"

"I think we should break up."

His words were so blunt, that even I winced at the emotionless reply.As he turned to walk away, he muttered something cruel under his breath, his words sliced through the air like a knife. It rhymed with stitch. My eyes narrowed with anger as I heard the insult. My protective instincts kicked into overdrive.

"Hey, watch your mouth, Chambers," I said, stepping forward to confront him. "You don't talk to her like that."

His eyes widened in surprise before anger overtook him.

"You're getting on my nerves, Wilder."

"Ditto."

He lunged for me, but I dodged it before he stumbled. This was pathetic. Maya grasped Luna's arms before approaching me.

"Please take us home."

She had a firm grip on an emotionless Luna.I nodded before leading them out of the dense house, towards my dad's truck. A blanket of ominous silence enveloped us as I gazed ahead at the dimly lit road. Nobody wanted to be the first to speak, nobody wanted to be the first to address the situation that took place minutes ago. What does one even say? Sorry, your boyfriend is a jerk and you're his doorstep? Sometimes it was best to withhold the truth because nothing hurt more than hearing it.

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