If words could describe her feeling right then, it would be a combination of stupefying, revolting, and disturbing. Renata was seeing something that couldn't be unseen for the rest of her life and was still working on believing what her eyes were watching.

Blood ran cold in Renata's veins for a moment, and soon her blood was boiling. Renata noticed the unmistakable look of bliss on Lyle's face a split second before he shoved Meghan away and scrambled to his legs. His eyes were closed in ecstasy, and his head fell back while his jaw slackened.

Lyle was sitting on the edge of the green-sheeted bed at the right corner, while Meghan was on the floor in front of him, topless. None of them would ever expect this kind of situation; hence, for a brief moment, all of them were frozen on the spot, too shocked to process what had just happened.

Lyle and Meghan put themself together while Wilson awkwardly looked away. "Little Rabbit.... Why-"

"So... this is what you mean you were getting some cokes?" Renata found her voice even though everybody in the room could hear the tremor within. "I have never known the meaning of it was getting your c0ck shoved down her throat. And of all people, it is Meghan. Why am I not surprised?"

Wilson held Renata's hand to back off; he was afraid of what she would do. But Renata twisted and escaped from his clutch. She slowly trudged toward Lyle until she was in front of him at arm's length. Wilson was furious at Lyle and wished to punch his face, but he was more concerned about Renata. So he followed her closely.

"Don't misunderstand, Rabbit. Meghan and I are not in a relationship; you and I are." Lyle tried to hold her, but she backed off a bit while raising her hand, unwilling to be touched.

"Misunderstand?" Renata glanced at Meghan, who was already decent and sitting on the edge of the bed, then glared at Lyle. "You kissed me this afternoon, and by evening your d1ck was in her mouth. You fucked her in your car during our date, didn't you? Mis.under.standing you say?"

Lyle's eyes couldn't hide anything. "How did y-"

"How did I know? After our date in the Old Village, you smelled like her all the time!! Your car smelled exactly like her!! Renata's face was red in her fury as she pointed her finger at Meghan's face.

"Look, Rabbit. We were fucking, yes. But that's it; I have no commitments with her or anyone else. I only have a relationship with you." Lyle knew better than to touch her at the moment, so he kept his distance from Renata.

Renata closed her eyes while shaking her head in confusion and exasperation. "How-What do you mean? You are my boyfriend, but you still screw other girls?"

"Well, yes. You could also do the same if you want to." Lyle didn't even hesitate a bit before answering her. His matter-of-fact demeanor perplexed her. She didn't understand how he could see this as normal. Then she remembered her encounter with his mom. Then everything made sense.

In all of history's heartbreaks, she had to be the only one who could laugh out loud at this situation. The absurdity of that statement sent her into fits of cackling. Lyle attempted to reach her but only got his hands slapped. "Don't touch me!!" She hissed as tears flowed out of her eyes.

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"Rabbit, you are being unreasonable. I know you are angry, although-"

"Did you ever like me? Did those kisses mean anything to you?"

"Rabbit~ come on.... of course they did, and I like you a lot. Why do I want you to be my girl if I don't?"

"But you won't give up any of them to be with me."

Lyle sighed in frustration. "Rabbit, do you want me to lie? I care enough about you that I don't want to lie. Yes, I will sleep around; I see no reason why I should refuse if someone offers me their pussy. But, I will only committ to you, I will only belong to you."

Renata staggered backward only to be caught by Wilson's warm hands, though she also refused his help. "You and I must have different dictionaries." Her left palm covered her eyes as she breathed deeply several times before she stared at him coldly. "I don't want you; I don't want to be associated with you; I don't want any part of your game or whatsoever here.......... And I don't want you to come near me ever again!!!" In her final words to him, she exclaimed.

She took a good look at his confused face for a moment that felt like an eternity, and she raised her two fingers, 'V' sign. "Peace Out, DoucheKing!!"

Lyle tried to grab her when she turned her heels, but Wilson managed to block him. However, Renata's gasp stopped Wilson and Lyle; James was at the door, looking aghast. "James...." She whispered unconsciously.

Meghan also had no idea James had been there for who knows how long. She ran toward James to apologize, but he cut her. "We are done, Meghan." He avoided her like the plague and came in front of Lyle. Meghan was crumbling on the floor as she watched him.

Lyle's front clothes were yanked as James glared at him menacingly. "You son of a bitch..." Wilson swiftly grabbed James' arm, which was about to punch Lyle's grinning face as Renata held James hysterically. Although James was taller and bigger than Lyle, Renata didn't want James to get into any trouble.

"Why are you angry at me? Your gir- ... Your ex was the one who offer herself. But if you want a round or two to let your steam off, I'm willing to oblige." Lyle gripped James's hand that was holding her front shirt.

Wilson tried to reason with James, and eventually, he released his grip and pushed Lyle. Renata's heart clenched as James's eyes reddened with unshed tears. James turned to face Renata. "You knew this all along? And you didn't tell me? Some friend you are, Ren?"

She shook her head in panic. "I wasn't.... I didn't-" Before Renata could say anything, James left in anguish. He paused for a second as if to say something to Meghan, but he flounced away in the end, leaving Meghan weeping in her misery.

Renata started to chase him, but a hand on her arm halted her. "We still need to talk, Rabbit."

She glared at Lyle in pure hatred. "Renata. My name is Renata. And I have nothing else to say. Goodbye, Lyle." She jerked her arms away from Lyle. Lyle was taken aback by her eyes that he lost his grip.

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Wilson chased her from behind while calling out her name. She walked too fast; he worried she might slip and fall. Some of the snow had hardened and made the path slippery. Where was she heading anyway? This wasn't the way to her dorm.

She kept strolling around through the dying garden and then the shriveled woods. Snow covered everything; the school looked frozen in time under the thick blanket of white cotton. Renata suddenly stood still before asking him to stay back. He was curious but followed her demand.

Renata moved toward some surviving shrubbery and bent her body before retching her guts out. Wilson ran to her and held her long, black hair. He didn't know if she was crying because of Lyle, or because of her puking, or because of James.

When she finished, he handed her his handkerchief. Renata eyed it as if it were an ancient relic. "Thanks." She wiped her tears away with it.

"Feeling better?"

"Somewhat..." she answered softly as if she had no energy left.

"Shall we return to your dorm? I don't want you to get sick." Her answer was not to his liking but was as he had predicted.