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‘Fuck him!’ Riley slurred to his cousin, leaning against her as they hung out in his room. ‘Fuck him and his stupid fucking face and his stupid eyes and his stupid height! Fuck him.’
Frannie merely rolled her eyes, already sick of the past week of whining she’d gotten from Yev and Riley. A week ago Yev, and consequently the rest of them, had found out that Emma had been lying. Ever since then it had been a long string of apology texts, calls, and gifts from Yev, and a lot of drunken or high ranting from Riley. Needless to say, all was not well in paradise.
And Riley had also been rather testy with Frannie, seeming to think that her friend going off on a psychotic plan was her fault somehow. Frannie had no idea of Emma’s intentions, though, and refused to take any responsibility for any of this fucking shit-show. She would, however, allow her cousin to whine to her endlessly. And, boy, did he take advantage.
‘He believed her,’ Riley spat, eyes narrowing at the invisible Emma in front of him. ‘The spawn of Satan herself. Fucking bitch.’
Frannie absentmindedly patted his shoulder in comfort, too busy thinking of a way to get these idiots back together. There must be something she could do. There had to be some solution to the never-ending bullshit drama she had to put up with. There must be some way to just stop being a Gallagher.
‘Are you even listening to me?’ Riley whined.
‘Yeah, yeah, Yev sucks and he believed her, blah, blah…’
Riley looked mighty offended at this trivialisation and cried out, ‘Um, I’m heartbroken here!’ At her disinterested look, he merely sniffed and said, ‘Besides, you missed out on the most important part.’
Frannie arched an eyebrow and asked, ‘And what was that?’
‘I’m going to start dating someone else. Immediately.’
Frannie really wished he hadn’t said that.
Riley had already started flirting with plenty of guys at school and online, but he finally found the perfect guy. Well, more like the perfect bait to get Yev jealous.
He still didn’t forgive Yev for not believing him, but he also didn’t want to be broken up anymore. He wanted Yev to prove that he wanted to make it work in a way more than just calling and calling. Riley had had to fight for Yev time and time again with Emma, now it was time for Yev to fight.
Riley knew it was probably mean, but he also didn’t care that much since he’d picked a guy who was pretty much a jackass a lot of the time, but also wanted Riley a lot. He’d already been hitting on him a few times when he was with Yev, but now Riley was finally going to give him the time of day…before completely kicking him to the curb, that is.
He was also completely hot, but the total opposite of Yev, which he figured would create just the right amount of drama. In a twisted kind of way, he was kind of excited for this. Maybe it was just the chaotic, self-destructive Gallagher genes kicking in.
One flirty message and the guy was hooked, constantly trying to start something up. Riley just promised they could “hang out” at school, and he knew this guy would be practically jumping his dick in the middle of the cafeteria if he played this right.
Yev came to school with the full intention of bombarding his boyfriend with endless apologies, but he was shocked at what he actually saw. Riley, in the cafeteria, leaning all over some guy. Some guy who looked entirely too smug about it all for Yev’s taste. He decided that despite this, he was going to follow through with his plan. He immediately approached them, a frown on his face.
‘Riles, can I talk to you?’ Yev asked gently, not wanting to rile him up.
Riley merely ignored him and focused on the food in front of him. He could obviously hear Yev though. If the fact that Yev was standing a foot away wasn’t enough, Riley perking up slightly was. Yev knew his boyfr— …ex-boyfriend better than he knew.
The dude, seeming to think it was his moment to step in, puffed up his chest and commented, ‘Doesn’t seem like he’s interested, dude.’
‘Oh, fuck off,’ Yev snapped. ‘This is between me and him, alright?’
The guy glanced down at Yev’s hands, which were now curled into fists, and scoffed. ‘Of course you would want a fight. Maybe Riley deserves better than a fucking Milkovich, ever thought of that?’
‘Hey, babe?’ Riley said from behind the dude, standing now.
The guy smirked slightly at Yev before turning to Riley. ‘Yeah?’
Clearly the dude was not expecting a full-on punch to the face, but that’s what he got. A moment later, he was tackled to the floor and Yev watched on in shock as Riley proceeded to beat the shit outta the guy in front of him.
‘You don’t fucking talk to my boyfriend like that!’ he growled, bashing the guy’s head against the floor before standing. ‘Fuck you.’
‘Holy fuck, Riley!’ Frannie cried out, coming over from where she had been standing in the lunch line. ‘Why the hell did you do that?’
Riley merely shrugged, side-eyeing Yev. Without much preamble, since that was about the hottest thing Yev had ever seen, he grabbed Riley and went to pull him away to make out or make up…which ever came first. Before they could move, though, the guy spoke up.
‘Fucking Gallaghers are insane. The lot of you must have gotten the crazies from your uncle and granny.’
Frannie smiled slightly at the couple. ‘You guys can go make out or whatever…’ She whipped out her baton, smacking it against her palm a few times. ‘I got this.’
They didn’t end up making out. Of course Riley really fucking wanted to, but he knew they needed to talk about this. Yev didn’t trust him obviously, and that would be a problem if they continued to date. As Yev pulled him into an abandoned classroom, he told him as much.
Yev sighed, running a hand down his face. ‘I know, and I really am sorry, Riles. I just—She knew just what to say to manipulate me.’
‘Yeah, I know,’ Riley said and sat next to him, grabbing his hand and beginning to play with his fingers. ‘I also know that you have this insane need to protect everyone and everything, and when you’re in protective mode, you don’t really think anything through. I guess I also haven’t given you much of a reason to trust me since I’m kind of a compulsive liar.’
Yev smirked slightly, bumping their shoulders. ‘A cute compulsive liar.’
Letting out a laugh, Riley blushed slightly and shoved his boyfriend. ‘Shut the fuck up, you loser.’
‘Are we made up now?’ Yev asked hopefully.
‘Of course we are.’ Riley beamed and started to lean in to do the making out part of the equation.
‘MR GALLAGHER AND MR MILKOVICH, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?’ a teacher cried out as she came into the room. She studied how close they were sitting for a moment, including taking note of Riley’s sore knuckles, before rolling her eyes. ‘Is there any chance that you two know why I came across another certain Gallagher beating another student with a baton?’
Riley and Yev could only give sheepish grins, unsure of what to say. It was a fair assumption, since they usually were involved in whatever drama was going on around school. Little did their teacher and fellow students know, they were probably going to be a part of many more, but they really didn’t need to know about all that yet.
They’d find out for themselves soon enough.