Page 27 of Believe In Us

Sebastian Silver knew my brother was back in town and kept it from me, conspiring with my sister behind my back. - This is also on the list of reasons I’m super pissed at Scar.

Sebastian Silver manhandled me in front of his posse and all these fuck heads from the academy, not to mention all the other bullshit he’s pulled in front of them in the past.

The conniving bitch, Kinsley, is here again and in her usual place as his pretty little shadow.

Sebastian Silver got me fuckingPREGNANT.

I need to remember to add that one to the top of the list, it trumps them all.

Instead I’m standing here with a furious look on my face, unable to move, speak, or function as he walks away. Me at a loss of words, only seems to happen where Sebastian Silver is concerned. My eyes roam the space around me until they connect with exactly the person I was hoping to find first. Stella. My real friend who deep down I’m praying had nothing to do with the betrayal I faced from everyone else. She immediately spots me rushing over to me but I meet her halfway.

“Jade!” she shouts, wrapping her arms around me in a tight hug, “It’s really you,” God it feels good. I almost lose my shit as a tear threatens to spill, but I bite my tongue and do what I do best in situations that almost shed light on the reality that I am in fact a real girl with a beating heart.

“Yes, last time I checked I’m still me,” I answer, mockingly. Jokes are my steel armor. Turning a bad or serious situation into one of dry humor or dark sarcasm is my wielding weapon of choice.

“I was so worried about you,” she says as she lets go of me, ignoring my blunder of sarcasm. I must admit she’s gotten quite good at that. “I tried calling but you wouldn’t answer, I wanted to see you, talk to you, to make sure you were okay.”

“Well now you see I’m perfectly fine, actually never been better,”

“Clearly,” someone snickers from behind me and I curse the gods on earth for bringing her here and now. “You look like shit Wolfe,” Ruby sneers, walking around me and standing beside Stella.

“Ruby, that’s so rude!” Stella shrieks, playfully punching Ruby in the shoulder and I almost flinch at what I expect Ruby to do in retaliation, but nothing happens. No smoke coming out of the Red Dragon’s ears, no fire spewing out of her pouty lips, no claws coming out to scratch the living shit out of Stella. Nothing.

“You don’t look so hot yourself Drake,” I sneer back at her. Although I must admit, I’ve gotten used to seeing the bitch daily and somehow she was missed, not to mention she always looks like a fucking ten. Fuck these hormones must already have me all mushy and emotional.

“I’m just saying, you look like you’ve just cried your eyes out or puked your guts out, either way not so good.” Fuck. I thought I did a fairly good job of covering my red blotches of skin with my foundation and the popped blood vessels in my eyes with some Clear Eyes drops, but I was wrong. I guess I can’t hide the fact that I've been vomiting constantly from someone who’s used to puking her guts out multiple times a day, having had an eating disorder like Ruby.

“You know I’ve done none of that Ruby, I guess I’m just not as hot as I used to be,” I say, shrugging my shoulders and playing off her insult.

She laughs at my response clearly not believing any one of my blatant lies. “Uh huh, that’s it. Anyways,” she says, looking dangerously bored, “Where’ve you been really?”

“With Gray and Sarah,” I answer bluntly, feeling someone approach from behind me. Stella’s eyes pale while Ruby’s smirk widens, letting me know my suspicions are correct. “Got a little homesick, felt like reaching out to my real family,” I say, knowing full well that it’s my sister who’s joined us, “you know the ones who didn’t betray me.

“Jade,” Scarlett murmurs, a pang of guilt mixed with anger, and sprinkled with a hint of sadness flows within me at the solemn tone in her voice.

Fuck these brand-new feelings.

“Oh Scarlett, I didn’t see you there,” I lie, my mask of indifference back in place as I turn to face her.

“Can we talk?” she asks, her body shifting nervously as she watches me with sorrowful eyes. I look behind her and see Ace hovering protectively over her, his gaze pleading me to listen towhat she has to say. I can’t imagine this has been easy on her either, given everything that happened that night of the fire at Servite Manor, and to be truthful I haven’t even given myself time to ask anyone the extent of what occurred, but I just can’t deal with whatever is about to ensue if we do hash things out here and now.

“Maybe some other time sis, right now I need the bar,” I turn to Ruby who smirks at my dismissal of Scar. If there is anyone who is proud of me finally giving Scar the cold shoulder it’s Ruby.

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