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"Wait, wait." Andre shakes his head, chuckling at what I just I told him about what I did to Rufus. "So what you're saying is Rufus is going to have to wear sleeves and look like a skeleton part forever."

"Pretty much." I look down at my nails, not giving a damn.

Marie's eyes widen. "Were you okay?"

"Did he fucking hurt you?" Andre's forehead creases in worry.

"Oh, I was fine." I drawl nonchalantly.

"And you did it on purpose?" Andre presumes.

I just shrug with devious smirk and Andre has a proud look on his face as he walks over and plops himself down in one of the chairs that made it's way outside at some point during the party.

"He fucking deserved it." Jordan snaps and my eyes widen as I remember them being there outside of Rufus's door... and how we argued afterwards— though there's bits of the argument missing.... of course.

I stab at the dirt with my shoe rather than having a meltdown in front of everyone. This has got to be the most frustrating thing on the fucking planet.

"Il, why were you even talking to him?" Cate's face softens as she wraps her arm me and follows Andre. "He used to harass you all the time."

"That's horrible." Marie mumbles quietly, trailing behind us.

Yeah... why was I talking to him actually—

"I know." I huff. Think, Iliana, thinkkkk. "But I can't fucking remember why." I throw my hands up, sighing in agonizing frustration I sink down into the couch and Jordan takes a seat beside me. Glancing out of the corner of my eye I find them staring at me softly, as if there's so much to say. There is.

Cate slowly sits on a chair stool while Marie takes the other chair. "I met him in Intro Psych freshman year." She starts. "He said he liked my gloves. And then... three days later I woke up in a random bed with a camera pointed at me." Her eyes gloss over. What?! My face contorts with shock and anger as Andre leans forward. "He saw I was awake, smiled, and said, "Make this weird and I'll wipe you again." My mouth falls open.

"Holy fucking shit." Marie lets out.

"That's why I was so terrified every time you told me he hit on you, Illie." She turns to look at me, with a broken look on her face and I feel my eyes sting with tears threatening to form. I never knew. Oh, Cate...

I feel sick to my stomach.

"Cate, did you tell anybody?" Marie questions gently. Who would she tell?!

"And say what?" She asks defeated. "He had me on camera consenting." She looks up, shaking her head before focusing back on us. "It doesn't matter. I don't even remember it, so..."

"Cate." I tilt my head.

My chest squeezes tightly as I clench my hands together. I should've melted his fucking dick off and burned him to ash.

"Your body fucking remembers." Jordan says softly.

"Are you... Are you okay?" Marie asks, voice drowning in sincerity. Damn. She's growing on.

She looks at all of us. "I should've known better, and now I do, so..."

"No." I quickly interject. "Absolutely not. This is not your fault, at all." I insist. She didn't even know how fucking disgusting Rufus was when she just met him! Uh-uh. Over my dead body will she blame herself.

"This is exactly his M.O." She swallows.

She's right.

"But why would he do this to all of us and not just me?" I wonder out loud. "I'm the one who pissed him off." My eyes trail over to Jordan, remembering them yelling at Rufus to fuck off as they pulled me away.

I just wish I could remember why I there in the first place... Now that, that was entirely my fault. I did know better. So it had to be for a good reason. I'm not that fucking dumb— well...

Jordan's gaze moves from me to their right and they sit up quickly. "Where's Andre?"

I quickly lean forward to his chair that is now empty. Oh shit.

"Oh, shit. Rufus." Cate claims, springing to her feet. "He's gonna kill Rufus."

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Somehow, our split up to find Rufus managed to be Jordan and I together... great. Cate's fault actually... 'Il, why don't we split up and you go with Jordan.' Yeah, thanks!

I blow out a sigh out through my nose as Jordan and I make our way through campus, and I continuously rub my fingers against my palms. I'm nervous as fuck, have no clue what to say, and my heart is pounding out my chest so much that you'd think I would've drank fifty A-Train energy drinks.

But for once... we're not arguing. I think I'd rather us be at each other's throats than dead silent.

"You know, this is a fucked-up situation." They finally say something, killing the silent tension. "But, uh, are we, don't we, uh..." Okay, maybe I preferred silence.

"Look—" I cut in, not being able to handle this conversation with my brain about to explode. They slow down, turning to face me, making this ten times harder. "Let's not—" I swallow, trying to find the right words. "Let's not do this right now." Their jaw ticks. I shake my head, moving to fall into a slow pace. "There's just a lot going on, right now." And I'm not ready to have a talk about everything that's been building up for one year...

I'm not ready to face my cowardly decisions, or admit any type of thoughts or feeling at the moment, or ever, but especially not right now when I can't even remember half of my fucking week... or sleeping with them.

"Yeah, no don't... don't worry about it." Jordan nods, snapping me out of my thoughts. "We actually don't have to talk about it at all." Their tone is short and I can tell their body language has tensed, more than it already was. Well, guess I deserve that. "Cause that piece of shit mind-raped us." They continue.

"Right." I rake my tongue over my teeth.

"Great."

"Yup."

"Besides, you left, and made your feelings pretty clear, so it doesn't really fucking matter." They mumble to themselves, though I can hear.

It's been a year since we've had sex, since we've touched each other, since... and we have no memory of it anyway so I guess it doesn't 'really fucking matter.'

"Motherfucker." Jordan spits out as they look up causing me to snap my head in the direction. "There's Rufus."

I groan seeing who he's with. "Ugh, he's with Shetty."

"Let's go." Jordan goes to take off and I hold my arm up.

"No, no, no. Not while he's with her." I rush out.

"What? I thought we were gonna report him." Jordan says.

I huff. "No, that's what Marie is supposed to do." I roll my eyes. "Even so, it definitely wouldn't be to Shitty." I narrow my eyes at her and Rufus.

Jordan turns to me. "You still don't like her?"

"Uh, no!" I whip my head around to them. "I don't trust that bitch as far as I can throw her."

"After she's given you everything here." They mutter, adverting their gaze from me.

I scoff. "I can fucking hear you, you know." Turning back around just as Rufus looks over at us and jumps to take off. "Shit."

Jordan and I break out into a sprint and I hold my hand out, squeezing it so the sun grows brighter and warmer around us. I can't exactly throw out a beam cause there's TOO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE AROUND.

"For fucksake!" I let out in frustration as a group of people walks in front of us.

"Oh, my God, it's Golden Girl." I hear a girl whisper-shout to her friend as we shove our way through them and hurry up the ramp. We pause finding Rufus talking to two people on the bench, glancing at each other out of the corners of our eyes for a second. My breath catches in my throat, focus Iliana!

"What the fuck did you do to us, you piece of shit?" Jordan hollers. I squint causing his jacket to start smoking as a charred hole begins to form.

"Ow, hey!" He cries out, looking down at his shoulder. I release my gaze and we storm over to him. "What were you and your bff Shetty talking about, hmm?"

"Um..." He looks at us confused as we approach before turning to take off again but I quickly grab his arm, twisting it behind his back. "Ah." He grunts, switching to Benny.

What the hell?!

I scoff shoving him forward.

"Benny! What the fuck, man?!" Jordan yells at him.

"Rufus gave me 20 bucks to take his shape. I don't fucking know." He explains, clutching his arm. "I think you broke my arm." He shoots me a dirty look.

"Bummer." I let out slowly, narrowing my eyes at him.

He starts walking away and Jordan and I turn to each other, sharing the same annoyed expression.

"You know, I'm allowed to do it when I have permission, man." Benny calls over his shoulder, pointing angrily at us.

I let out a loud sigh, clenching my hands together as he leaves.

Well that went great!

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Rufus hurries into his room, slamming the door shut out of breath.

"Good job. I think you lost 'em." Andre says from Rufus's desk.

Rufus turns around. "Get the fuck out of here!" He points at Andre.

Andre slams the lockdown door shut across the regular door and lowers the widow guards with his powers.

"Look, I didn't touch Golden Girl. That bitch came to me first and attacked me." He shouts.

"Yeah? You still fucked with her." Andre seethes. "And what about Cate?" He presses, rising from the desk chair. "Did she attack you, too?"

"Actually, yeah." Rufus nods. "Fucking Jumanji." He stresses.

Andre moves closer to Rufus before shoving him into the lockdown door. "Oh yeah? Well, how about you explain to me what you did to the rest of us," He grabs Rufus by the throat, "And why, and maybe I'll consider not putting you to sleep for good?"

Rufus gasps for air as Andre blinks before opening his eyes to a Vought drink and burger bag in front of his face.

"Kind of holding up the line there, dawg." The cashier lowers the bag holding it out as he looks towards the long line beside Andre.

Andre snaps his head to look at the line of people as the guy places the drink in his hand. He rips the bag out of the cashier's other hand, nodding to the person directly behind him as he curses.

"Fuck!"

He dials Iliana's number as he hurries out of the campus restaurant.

What the fuck!

"Pick up, Goldie, pick up." He mumbles into the ringing phone.

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𝟶ʙᴜᴛᴛᴇʀʙɪsᴄᴜɪᴛ𝟽 sᴘᴇᴀᴋs!

ILORDAN TEAM UPPP, EEKKKK!! 'Thank you, Cate' we all say in unison, she was SO real for that !!

And yes, having them blow each other off made me literally want to rip my hair out but Iliana CANNOT talk about that rn </3

Also writing this part made me wonder what the heck people talk about about when they say that Andre didn't do anything the entire season bc he was literally so fucking quick to go hunt down Rufus & defend !!! Ugh, he would do ANYTHING for his friends (sorry, defending Andre rant moment lol) & he was READY to kill for Goldie !! Ugh.

Anyways, someone smack the shit out of Ilordan already please😩🙄

Hahaha, okay hope y'all enjoyed!! See you in the next part, mwauh!! <3333

P. S. this is one of my fav gifs of Iliana & Jordan, idk why I think I just love the scene & expression matching haha.