He Loved My Fake Self Chapter 16

He Loved My Fake Self Chapter 16

The kiss didn’t last long.

When it ended, Kyle turned to Peyton, hand out.

“Why do you have my girlfriend’s phone?”

Peyton didn’t move.

“Give it back.” Kyle’s smile vanished.

The two of them locked eyes.

The temperature in the room dropped. Kyle’s voice went cold.

“It’s my girlfriend’s phone. Hand it over.”

Crash.

Out of nowhere, Peyton’s fist slammed into Kyle’s face.

Chaos erupted.

But Peyton had snapped completely. His eyes were bloodshot, his voice a raw snarl.

“Your girlfriend? Open your damn eyes. Clover met me first. She liked me first. She talked to ‘me’ for an entire year. We told each other everything. We’re closest friends!”

Nobody saw it coming.

I threw myself in front of Kyle.

Mutual friends scrambled toward Jolene. “Get him under control!”

Jolene’s face went white. She stumbled forward, grabbing Peyton’s arm, voice trembling.

“Peyton, what’s wrong? We’re all here for Kyle and Clover, remember? You’re probably just confused Let’s go

home and talk, okay?”

Peyton froze.

I let out a breath, pulling Kyle to his feet.

Then Peyton exploded like a wild animal and shoved Jolene back hard.

“Get away from me! You liar!”

Jolene hit the floor. The cake came crashing down with her.

Peyton didn’t even glance at her. His eyes were locked on me. “I can explain–”

A scream cut him off

Someone was pointing at Jolene. “Her face.. oh my god, her face’