Semua Bab THE BAD BOY'S GOOD GIRL: Bab 81 - Bab 90

JADE'S POVFalling asleep in a house that's not mine, no matter how comfortable and warm it is in its welcome, I realise, is difficult for me and no matter what I try, I find it impossible to slip into the sweet arms of the oblivion that is sleep.I toss and turn in the queen sized, poster bed I imagine brings quick sleep to its owner night after night with all that lush softness and a kind of fluffiness that my bed lacks and I wish that it'll just work its magic and grant me the same fate this once.But everything just seems frustratingly futile, so I just lie there, drowning inside the silence of the night.I reach around the bed blindly cause I'm too lazy to go on the light instead, searching for my phone, at least that's one trusted company that'll stay with me until I can finally wear myself out enough to fall asleep.But just as I try to click it on, I realise my battery is flat and the situation is even more peachy, note the sarcasm, because I didn't bring a charger with me when

JADE'S POV I came to school this morning to find the word "whore" boldly spray painted on my blue colored locker in bright red paint.And every fucking person in that hallway just stood there, shamelessly gawking at it and laughing......again.God, for once I just wish I can snap a finger, blink an eye or do something, anything and things will change back to the way they used to be.Yeah, I said it, I wish I can just go back to the times when no one knew my name and Ches was all i had and we had our own little table at the end corner of the cafeteria, away from the rest if these nut jobs.I just want the times when I had a semblance of peace and quiet and a slice of my sanity too because I'm beginning to loose it honestly.The stupid tears won't stop coming, so I remain in the janitors closet I'd crawled into earlier to hide from the mocking students.Liz has gone far with her parlor tricks and notes and threats, and I just wish I have even the smallest piece of proof that she's my to

Then why do you act like it every time I so much as come close to you. You've been tense since coming in here, like you're scared I'll bite."I try to deny his accusation but the words wont just come."Matt...."I whisper, even though I imagined his name sounding more firm and sure before I said it."Just say it's a lie, pancakes, tell me you've not flinched every single time I came close and even now when you did force yourself to close the distance, you are so stiff it's like I'm physically hurting you.""I'm just not used to the company." I say in my defense."What do you mean?"He asks, showing genuine interest in my troubles, something I've looked for for a while now.I try to explain to him that it's not him but me, that I've not been this close with anyone in my life and it feels a kind of foreign and weird.I mean, I shared a suite with Caden but we never shared each other's bed, so doing it now, with him, it just sets off my default panic.But the words to explain just wont c

JADE'S POV"Are you okay?"I've heard this question like a gazillion times in the space of this week and to all of them I've smiled and lied and claimed to be okay, but right now, that answer eludes me.I'm not okay, how can I be when this kind of shit keeps happening, how can I be when being here is slowly becoming a hell loop for me.This isn't even the worst thing that's happened to me here, yet it feels like the most invasive, like I was just offensively strip searched."Did you find a note?"Caden asks from behind me, peering into my locker from above my head, trying to figure out what it is I found that has me so ashen and distraught.Well, in this case it's what I didn't find."There's no note Caden." I sigh in dejectedly, my temples drumming st my temple suddenly presenting itself and hurting."Then what's the pr......""Your book is missing." I snap, cutting him off.Just like everything else between us in recent times, the words hang between us, as if untrue, maybe not under

CADEN'S POV"I kissed Matt."This is the last response I expected to hear when I asked where she slept over last night and while I waited for her to burst out laughing and confirm she was just messing with me, it doesn't come.She just stands there looking at me and waiting for me go say something, I'm not sure what."I just wanted you to hear it from me and I'm not even sure why but there you have it."She says again and this time, her eyes avoiding mine and the first question that pops in my mind to ask is if she enjoyed it, if she liked kissing Matt instead of me.But I guess that's my jealous side fighting for dominance in my head so I take my time instead to digest the news before I choose my words."Cupcake....." I start to say but she cuts me off."He didn't force me if that's what you want to ask, I guess I kind of wanted it then but now....I don't know. Maybe it's because of that night, maybe my subconscious hated not remembering and wanted to know what it was like and.......