Chapter 57

“Liar.”

“I’m not lying,” Luca said hollowly. “You threatened to stab me with your pissing little flick-knife thing. So yeah, Tav went a bit nuts, what the fuck d’you expect?”

“You’re lying.” Jack’s voice was very thin and reedy, wavering on the edge of something, and Luca slowly shook his head.

“What’s your problem with me?” he breathed. “Just what the hell is your―”

“Luca,” Aaron said lowly.

“―problem, eh? You keep fucking following me around and then throwing a fit when―”

“I’ve told you,” Jack spat. “Swimming. You need to fucking get out of swimming, or―”

“Luca, c’mon, let’s go,” Aaron said quietly, his fingers closing around Luca’s elbow. Luca felt too irritable though, and shook him off.

“I’m not quitting swimming because you’re a homophobic twat.”

“I’m not having you perv on me―”