Chayton/Psycho's P.O.V.
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"You can't be fu.cking serious about this," I said right after Karma told me that he just saw she-who-must-not-be-named.
Fu.ck. I shouldn't say that. It makes me sound like I give a fu.ck. And I most certainly do not give a flying fu.ck about Blythe Lyra Owens.
Never have, never will.
There was a time when I tolerated her, but that was because the guys all had a thing for her. All of them. Dragon and C.G. were fu.cking nuts about her to an obsessive point. I knew that Karma was sneaking over to see her almost every night. Havoc wanted to be around her so much that he would start fights in school just to get scolded and patched up by her.
Not me though. We were friends I guess, but it wasn't a thing. I ha
