Page 5 of Playing with Fire

So, all I could do was plead. "Seriously, guys, can we not do this?!"

"Kinda late for that, Em." I hear Tristan laugh behind me. I turn toward him and give him a scowl. "Shut up." I snap. I started to turn away but Jaxon grabbed me and flung me across his shoulder.

I fight back against him but find myself unable to move much. His shoulder hits my abdomen which causes my stomach to clamp up.

"Throw her in! Throw her in! Throw her in!" The people around us started chanting.

"For the love of God Jaxon please put me down right now!" I argue, but he laughs it off.

The chants grew louder as a crowd gathered outside to witness the events.

I will kill you if you throw me in over here! I issue a feeble threat while my breathing becomes increasingly difficult.

Any method comes to mind when I attempt to break his grip on me. I hit his back. I grab his hair as hard as I can. His movement towards the edge remained unimpeded despite all my efforts. "Sorry, but not sorry, Em."

"Jaxon!" I scream his name in desperation before my body is flung into the pool from his back. Murderous thoughts rush into my brain as my body breaks through the water's surface.

I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna commit homicide.

I stood up and broke the surface of the pool with my feet reaching the bottom while cameras focused on my face. The audience went into shock while bursting into intense laughter.

I understood why they were. The situation would generate amusement if I were someone different.

I remove my hair from my face and my vision instantly locks onto Jaxon. Jaxon stands beside me wearing his idiotic grin. Although Elijah and Tristan stood alongside him I paid no attention to them. They chased me but did not throw me into the water.

A sudden flash erupted in front of my face which caused my eyes to burn for a short time. People need to stop looking at their phones all the time.

Oh fuck.

My phone.

With an intention to hop out I pulled my phone from my pocket and placed it on the edge. Those people totallymiscalculated if they believed tossing me into the pool would lower my temperature. I was incited with rage now. "You piece of shit! My phone!" I complain.

We'll put it into rice so there's no need to worry. Jaxon shrugs it off like it's nothing.

God, I can't stand him anymore. The frustration makes me groan and I approach him with a scowl. I took an action which successfully reduced my anger to some extent.

I slapped him. Hard.

"Fuck you." I snap at him and then begin walking away with squishing noises coming from my shoes.

As I walked away everyone outside shouted "o's" and "oh shit's".

Entering the building left me feeling entirely uncomfortable. My clothes were drenched while my hair dripped water and my shoes were destroyed.

"Who's fucking house is this?" My groan was loud enough so someone could hear it.

"It'd be mine." Someone says from the sea of bodies.

A girl whom I knew well from school appeared after I noticed some movement.

Neha Anika was a nice girl. Throughout the years we shared several classes together, but we maintained our friendship.

Neha, I understand this request is really hard but-

"Don't worry about it." She moves her head from side to side and stops me from finishing what I started to say. "Come with me." I nodded and follow her upstairs. She showed me into her room before Hazelding me a pair of shorts and a loose tank top.

"Thank you so much." I let out a sigh while I brushed my hair away from my face.

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