Chapter 78

• Nick POV
• I fucking hate Julie. While I was standing there alongside my uncle Daniel and aunt Vanessa, I found myself completely helpless in dealing with Julie's unwelcome and unsolicited attention. The only purpose for me to drink more and at a rapid pace is to hopefully make my body numb to her repulsive touch. As soon as I got back home, I would need to start searching for an SOS pad or a similar cleaning tool to scrub away any dirt or grime.
• Not long after Lalaine—who looked delectable in that gown, by the way—disappeared with Lexi and Polly to the bathroom, the traitorous bitch had made a beeline straight to where I stood. As if she thought I was champing at the bit to see her again. On the contrary, it had totally slipped my mind that she might be there, but like I said before, my mind had been nowhere near right since Lalaine walked into my life.