Chapter Five (Part 1)



Pushing him away, I glared at him, mustering up as much hatred as I could in those few seconds. I was aware that my face was boiling up, my cheeks burning furiously; as a result of anger, or pure embarrassment, I did not know.

Jensen looked like he was suppressing laughter, biting down on his lower lip as he looked down at me. “Surprised to see me?”

“That is a major understatement,” I hissed.

I searched for words, something to say that would qualify as a witty comeback. It was hard though, with about a billion people around us shouting and ‘woohoo-ing’. And I hadn’t quite realized his height before at the restaurant but Jensen towered above me – a good four to five inches taller.

In the end, I settled for, “What are you even doing here?”

“Lea invited me.”

She’s as good as dead. “You’re breaking the fourth rule!”

He raised his hand up, and then wagged his finger at me. “No, I’m not. I had no clue you would be here.”

“Oh, right like I’m supposed to believe that,” I huffed.

I couldn’t believe we were having this conversation, that I was talking to him in the middle of a raving crowd with amazing music blasting away in the background. But all I could focus on in that moment was the urge that was spreading through me as I looked at him, an urge to murder him right then and there.

With a groan, I pushed Jensen away hard and stormed over to Lea who was standing near the snacks-bar. I wanted to strangle her when she flashed me an innocent grin, like she had no idea what was going on. She was playing matchmaker, but no, I was not going to let her do this to me.

I grabbed her wrist. Putting my strength to good use, I dragged her away and out of the main part of the club towards a more silent section close to the exit. “What were you thinking?!”

The End

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