Chapter Five

Jake's POV:

Alyssa was standing there looking at us with her wide sapphire color eyes. Her gaze held amusement and confusion.

"I was coming to check on you, Elena. You suddenly disappeared," Alyssa said staring at Elena.

"Yeah, I wasn't feeling well. I just went to my room to freshen up. But I'm fine now, let's go back." I said.

Elena dragged Alyssa with her, not even looking back at me once.

I had no idea what was wrong with me. Why didn't I want to let her go? Why did my heart begin to beat faster? Why couldn't I stop staring at her?

I hadn't felt this way since I lost Hanna. She was the only woman who could make me crazy.

Why it had to be her? I asked myself but didn't receive any answer.

"I needed a drink," I mumbled to myself.

I went back to the gathering and picked the glass of wine. Without thinking much I chucked the entire glass down. Unintentionally, my eyes searched for her once again.

Noah made his way to me, looking as handsome as always. His eyes were shinnnig bright with happiness and glee. He was. dressed in a tux that looked perfectly tailored. He was screaming I'm rich with his outfit and his charisma. After all, he was the well-known football player.

"Where did you disappear?" He asked with a frown on his face.

"I was talking to Elena," I told him the truth because I had nothing to hide.

"Where is she now?" He asked me.

"With your wife," I said.

He nodded his head and then the dinner was served. Noah stayed with me, he introduced me to his cousin and some of his friends.

I felt someone's gaze on my back and turned to find her staring at me. When our eyes connected, she looked away from me tucking her hair behind her ear.

Suddenly, her innocent move feel seductive. I realized that my feelings for her were changing. Now I was seeing her as an attractive woman, she was not a small girl with pigtails anymore. She looked like diva, a queen.

I reminded myself that she was out of my league. She was my best friend's sister and I should stop myself before things get out of my hands. I didn't want to lose the people who treated me like their own. I decided to leave before I would do something stupid and regret later.

Unfortunately, on my way out Mr. Edward stopped me.

"Where do you think you are going, son?"

I looked at Mr. Edward sheepishly.

"I was leaving. I have a meeting with the board of directors in the morning so I thought I should take a look at some reports tonight," I said.

"That's a good excuse, but I think you can stay for a while unless you're still following your mom's curfew," He said with the small laugh.

I was amazed at how he still remembered that my mom set the curfew for me even though I was eighteen.

"I had to save you both from your mothers when you and Brandon used to break that curfew playing video games or practicing for a football game," he said.

"Thanks for that. If you weren't there I can only imagine what she would do to me," I said recalling about my mother.

"She wasn't that bad, was she?" Mr. Edward asked looking confused.

I cursed myself in my head. They had no idea about my relationship with my mother and what a monster she was.

"Now you're both grown up, leaving a party without my permission," he complained.

"I can stay as long as you want me."

"That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Now, I want to introduce you to some of my friends."

Mr. Edward introduced me to some of his friends. He inquired about my business, my stay in Boston and invited me to his office for a meeting.

Mrs. Edward called him and he had to leave so I decided to say my farewell to them. Mrs. Edward gave me a hug and told me she was happy to see me back.

I ran my eyes to see if I could find her. I just wanted to see her last time before leaving. I gazed around and caught the sight of her standing with the same guy who she was talking earlier with the sickly sweet smile on her face. I felt anger raging me, making my pulse beat faster.

I didn't know who he was but she looked quite comfortable around him. Her smile towards him looked sweet and relaxed. I hadn't seen that smile when she was with me. She look at me like she wants to chew the hell out of me. I didn't know what she was feelings.

Is it hate or love?

Is it a crush or want?

Is it right or wrong?

The stupid and sickly sweet guy mumbled something in her ear and she blushed. I didn't know why the sight of her standing with that guy made me furious. I wanted to instantly break his face. My heart was forcing me to go and pounce him in ager. I clenched my fist to stop myself from marching towards him and throwing the punch on his boyish face.

She smiled at him and indicated him to follow her inside the house.

I screamed at myself to leave the place but what I did was completely opposite of my thoughts. I followed them inside the house and watched them going inside the guest room. She closed the door and I lost all my senses. Before I could stop myself from idiocy, I was marching towards the room and knocking at the door, loudly.

She opened the door and came out with a confused look on her face.

"What are you doing here?"

"The real question is what are you doing here?" I asked her, furiously.

She raised her perfect eyebrows at my question.

"This is where I live, Jake," She replied sarcastically.

"No...I mean what were you doing in the room?" I asked her.

"Sam needed to use the washroom and I was showing him where it is," She said nonchalantly.

The anger that was running through my veins a few seconds ago vanished and I felt utterly stupid.

"I'm sorry," I said and tried to leave but she pinned me with the icy glare.

"Why did you follow us?" She asked me taking a step closer to me.

I felt uncomfortable at the way she was looking at me. She looked like a lioness that was ready to hunt her prey.

"I was looking for Sam," I lied.

"You don't even know him so why were you looking for him?" She asked me with irritation clear on her face.

"Since you have spent your whole evening talking to him, I thought he must be a great guy and I should introduce myself to him," I said with the smirk, pretending to be presumptuous.

"I can spend my time with anyone I want. You've no right to meddle in my life," She said, looking angry and hot.

Her hot headness and how she was scowling at me made me realize how my feelings were changing for her.

I'm calling her hot now. Earlier I called her attractive. What the hell is wrong with me? I asked myself.

Focus, Jake! You're having an argument here. I reminded myself.

"You didn't say that when you kissed me," I said, taking a step closer to her.

"What?" She asked, looking flustered.

Damn! Why she has to be so cute? I asked myself.

"When you kissed me you didn't warn me that I'll lose my freedom to be rational. But I am warning you, princess, you're playing with fire," I whispered in her ear and planted a kiss on her cheek close to her mouth.

She just stood there like a monument watching me when I left her house.

Did I leave her confused?

What would she think about me?

Will her feelings for me would change?

I didn't know the answer of these things, however I knew that life wasn't going to be easy if i dind't stop myself in time.

Elena’s POV:

I haven’t seen Jake since last week’s dinner. I stayed

busy completing my college assignments and tried not to recall the words that he whispered in my ear before leaving. But here I was, thinking about him and his words “Princess, you’re playing with fire.” 

I felt a shudder run through my body and I closed my eyes. He was always pushing through the walls that I construct around my mind to stop myself from going crazy. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. It was so easy not to think about him when he wasn’t here. I was trying to push my feelings back because he was happy with Hanna. She was the girl he wanted in his life, not me. She was the one he cherished and felt connected to.

Now, my stupid mind knows that she’s not here anymore and I can be with the man I loved from afar. 

I feel so alive around him. He brings out my seductive side and when his eyes follow me, I feel attractive and daring. His stupid sly smirk makes me crazy. My mind forces me to think that there is some kind of connection between us and that he feels something for me too. He definetly do. I could tell how he looks at me. His gaze was enough to encorurage me to continue my persuasion to be with him or at least make him continue to live. I wanted him to go back to life. I wanted him to date and be his age. I wanted him to enjoy his life like his best friend was doing.

In all these things, I want him to feel and go back to life.

Suddenly, I felt pain in my back and turned around to see Anna and Sharon laughed. I looked down and saw my favorite book ‘Ugly Love’ was on the floor. I leaned down and picked it up, then put it on the study table and turned my chair to face them.

Anna was lying on my bed with her cell phone in her hand

and Sharon was sitting on the recliner at the side of the room with her iPad on her lap.

“What was that for?” I asked them.

Anna made a face and then sat up.

“You’ve been sitting there editing pictures on your laptop for the last hour and I’m bored. Spending the last two weeks working on all the assignments and studying has turned my mind numb. I want to do something fun.” She said.

Sharon and I looked at each other and raised our eyebrows in a mocking way.

“Where is the boyfriend? Call him and go out.” I said.

"Come on guys just me leave me already." I said.

She made a noise in irritation and got up from the bed.

“I don’t want to go out with him today. I want my girls." She yelled loudly, dancing like a lunatic.

Sharoon and I placed our hands over our ears, blocking her awful singing before she would made us deaf. Her singing skills are worse than a chechua. We hate her singing, she was bad like really bad.

"I feel pitty for your boyfriend," I yelled and she stopped after signing more verses of the songs.

" You should listen to him singing. He far worst than me,"

" We can break the glass with the help of his awful bo.

Let’s plan a girls’ night out.” She said, looking at us expectantly.

" Wow, wait a minute." I yelled.

" I'm the spec one here." Anna said, slumping down on the bed.

"Why? What's the ocassion," I asked her.

"It's just something I want,"  She said.

"You'rre pretending as if something bad happened and you want to forget it.