What the f**k was happening?
Chris had a girlfriend? Since f*****g when?
And why hadn’t he been informed of this?
Maybe he really should have killed Zoe. But was the jail time worth it? Was the beating that would come after worth it?
He sighed as he inhaled some of the joints and stared at the parking lot where they would meet. Rio’s mum had told them to wait.
“What’s got you sighing?” Rio asked, and Creed looked up at him with a scowl. He could see why people were so attracted to Rio; he was hot. Dark skin, darker eyes, a sharp jaw, with dark fluffy hair, and they all didn’t see that he was an absolute f*****g bastard.
“Is this about Chris?”
“No,” he deadpanned.
He scoffed. “Liar, you knew he was straight.”
“What the hell are you two doing?”
“Speak of the devil,” Creed mumbled
