Chapter 39-I Was Just A Bet To Him

Chapter 39: 39-I Was Just A Bet To Him Clementine: "Don’t tell me you all are fighting over her," Ian scoffed, trying to sound cool by saying things that would grab everyone’s attention. "You stay out of it," Yorick said, gesturing at him. Ian held his hands up in the air, showing that he surrendered and wouldn’t speak. I hated how cocky he always looked. "Why did you kiss her?" Yorick asked. He was looking at Troy, his eyes fixed on his face before he turned to point at me. I heard Ian gasp, but far too dramatically. He was trying to make it seem like he was listening to gossip that was deeply intriguing, and I hated it. "I don’t care what you say, Yorick, but don’t villainize me. Fine, I did start that rumor so you would break things off with her, but don’t act like you were ever in love with her." The words from Troy caused Ian to tilt his head and look at me, and this time he wasn’t trying to provoke me. He was genuinely trying to understand what history we might have had before we came here. "I’m done with this bullshit," I said, trying to walk away, but Yorick continued to argue. "I did. I liked her. That’s why I started dating her. Are you a fool or what?" Yorick’s voice was harsh this time. The two alphas always used the loudest tones, each wanting to prove he was superior to the other. That was nothing new. I knew that much. I knew they would always do that. "Hold up," Troy said, almost laughing. So I stopped, just to look at him. What did he know? "That’s not why you started dating her," Troy said, making me narrow my eyes at Yorick to see his reaction. He was definitely not provoking me anymore, and I could tell from the way Yorick was avoiding my gaze that there was more behind him dating me than I knew. "Wait, why did you date me?" I asked Yorick this time, and all eyes turned to me. Yorick gave his head a shake as if he were tired of me listening to Troy. "Why are you even giving him the importance to ask all these questions? Did you not hear that he lied to break our relationship? No, he is not trying to cause a rift between us again," Yorick said, pointing at Troy. "What do you mean by again? There is nothing going on between us, so he doesn’t have to do anything to cause trouble. People lie when there’s something left to ruin. There is nothing here," I said, looking straight at Yorick, directly into his eyes. It was so easy for him to leave me, as if I meant nothing. That’s why I was now curious to know why he even dated me. "Fine. I dated you because I liked you, because you were unique. Happy?" he said, lashing out at Troy after answering our question. Ian gave his head one big shake, stopping it to the side, almost dramatically. "No, no, no, no, no," he added, giving little head shakes and wagging his finger sideways. "There’s more," he said, sounding so intrigued as he pulled us back into the conversation. "Why are you even intervening? You don’t even know anything about us. Stay out of it." The annoyance in Yorick’s voice was strange. It reminded me of Troy when he was trying to get out of a conversation. "You know something? Then fucking say it," I turned to Troy this time, yelling at him. It was getting exhausting how they always dragged every conversation into a long argument before finally exposing the truth. "Fine," Troy said, smirking. "He had a bet with the cheerleader that he would date you and get you to kiss him in front of everyone. And that’s when he’d break things off with you," Troy said in one breath, looking at Yorick with a face that challenged him to prove he was lying. "You had a bet with someone about me?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. If looks could kill, Yorick would be dead by now. "That was in the beginning. I didn’t know you at that time," Yorick started to explain, and at that moment, he pretty much confirmed that Troy wasn’t lying. "It was just a harmless bet," Yorick explained, trying to step closer, but as I gave him a look, he stepped back. "Really? It would have been the worst for me. You were accusing Troy, tearing him apart for starting a rumour, while you were planning to take a kiss from me just to embarrass me in front of everyone because I don’t show affection in public? You wanted to break the rules I set for myself in school days, just so you could win a bet. Were you trying to impress that cheerleader by doing that to me?" I yelled in annoyance. I placed a hand on my chest, realizing that all this time, these idiots had caused so many problems for me, and now they were acting like I was the one in the wrong. "You both were the reasons I was being shit on. You started a rumor, and you started a relationship that didn’t even mean anything to you. Then why the fuck were you so angry when someone told you I cheated on you? It wasn’t even a real relationship," I yelled at Yorick, who had his hands on his face, his eyes down, but he didn’t seem guilty. He seemed angry that Troy had told me that. "And you?" I turned to Troy next. But before I could yell at him, he started to speak. "Don’t yell at me. You leaked my secret. You started a rumor about me. And even when I was taking revenge on you, I was also helping you in the long run. When I found out he had a bet, I decided to free you from him. But I couldn’t do it without hurting you. Because you hurt me too." Troy screamed back, as if that made any sense. They were all the same. "You’re both unbelievable. Just fucking stay away from me. That’s all I want from you from now on." I pointed at each of them before continuing to walk away.