Trevor’s POV
I storm back to the locker room to retrieve my things after just seeing the very bane of my existence cozied up with the guy who threatened me with details no one knows about my life except for Sireen. Both of them teaming up should make them my enemies, but my fury only burns for one person now, and I feel the overpowering need to protect her from him.
“Hey! Don’t tell me that simply seeing her laugh at his jokes got you all hot and bothered like that. You among us all should have what we call self control, and to an impeccable degree at that,” someone yells after me, and it’s Kevin. He’s still following me, and it only makes me boil more, but at least I have a face to punch if my hands itch any further.
I get to the locker in no more than a tenth of the time it took for
