The Girl’s Exit Was Louder Than Silence Chapter 09
The guys exchanged looks.
Nobody dared speak.
The room stayed dead silent for almost half a minute.
Finally, someone said, “If you hadn’t told us Ava was your girlfriend, we would’ve thought she was your mortal enemy.”
“Seriously. You always look pissed whenever she’s around.”
“And we’re your friends. If Ava’s your girlfriend, why the hell did you hide it from us?”
“We all thought you liked Madison.”
“Hell, we thought Madison was your girlfriend.”
Confusion crossed Dylan’s face.
“If I’d told you, wouldn’t you have assumed Ava only got the manager position because of me?”
Logan was the first to laugh.
“So you either think we’re assholes…”
“Or you think Coach Anderson can’t recognize the best candidate out of dozens of applicants.”
“And when you used your connections to bring Madison in and push Ava out, why weren’t you worried we’d judge Madison for getting special treatment?”
“At the end of the day, you were trying to have it both ways.”
“You just refused to admit what you were doing.”
Seeing Dylan standing there looking completely lost, Logan gave a mocking laugh.
“Ava already dumped you, didn’t she?”
“Good.”
“You deserved it.”
Then he started listing everything Dylan had done.
“When she got kicked out of the van, where were you?”
“She was your girlfriend. Why didn’t you let her sit beside you?”
“You drove Madison home and left Ava alone at night in a place she barely knew.”
“Worse, you deliberately implied in front of everyone that Ava was the kind of girl who’d put something in someone’s drink.”
“Breaking up with you was probably one of the smartest decisions she’s ever made.”
Every word hit Dylan exactly where it hurt.
The next thing anyone knew, Dylan and Logan were fighting.
By the time the others pulled them apart, both of their faces were bruised and swollen.
Still furious, Dylan called Madison.
Madison had no idea what had happened.
Instead, she immediately started making requests.
“I want avocado toast from that place next to campus for lunch. Can you bring me some?”
“Ava never pushed you.”
Dylan’s voice was ice-cold.
“Why did you accuse her?”
Madison went quiet for a moment.
“I never actually said Ava pushed me.”
“You were the one who said that first.”
“I was in a lot of pain at the time. I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
At that moment, Dylan finally understood just how skilled Madison was at twisting things around.
“From now on, whatever happens to you has nothing to do with me.”
After that, Dylan tried messaging me.
He was blocked.
He called.
Every call went straight to voicemail.
Out of options, he went to my apartment building and waited for me.
My roommate was the one who told him I’d already moved out.
“She packed everything and left.”
“You’re Ava’s boyfriend, right?”
“She didn’t tell you?”
Dylan’s face darkened.
He forced himself to save face.
“She probably forgot.”
My roommate quickly realized we’d probably broken up.
After a couple of awkward sentences, she made her escape.
Eventually, Dylan somehow badgered my academic advisor into giving him my family’s address.
When the house manager told me someone was at the gate asking for me, I was packing my documents and luggage for London.
“Miss Winters, there’s a Mr. Dylan outside. He says he’s a friend of yours.”
My hands paused.
“Don’t know him.”
“Have security send him away.”
The house manager looked uncomfortable.
“Well… Mr. Winters already invited him inside.”
“He said he was going to beat the hell out of him.”
My eyebrows lifted slightly.
“Oh.”
“Don’t worry. Dad knows when to stop.”
A few minutes later, the house manager rushed back in.
“Miss Winters, you need to come downstairs.”
“Mr. Winters is really angry this time. I think he might actually kill him.”
I closed my suitcase and went downstairs.
Dad had Dylan pinned to the floor and was beating the hell out of him.
“That’s enough.”
“You’re not seriously planning to kill him in our house, are you?”
The second Dylan saw me, his swollen eyes lit up.
“You came down to see me.”
“Thank God.”
He reached for me.
I stepped away from his hand.
“I came down because I don’t want you dying in my house and staining the carpet.”
His smile froze.
“Dad, everyone go outside.”
“I want to talk to him alone.”
Dad pointed toward the security camera in the living room.
“Yell if you need anything.”