What Life Holds

Chapter 32

Jess's POV

"Whose Aaron?" Enzo's voice rang through my room, making my blood go cold. 

"Enzo." I said and slowly turned to face him. "Why do you never knock." I asked and threw my hands in air. "Answer the question Jess, who is Aaron." He asked in a low voice. "One of my street fighter friends. It's been a long time since I talked to him so I called. Is there a problem Enzo." I asked narrowing my eyes. "No as long as he remains a friend." He whispered.

"Thank you by the way." I said, changing the topic. "For convincing Jem to let me go to Florida." I explained. "No problem, just be careful." He said smiling. How could he smile, traitor. All I wanted to do was kick him in his guts and break his jaw, but instead I gave him a sweet smile. "I won't see tomorrow. I have to take care of some business." He said. Business with who, the Russians.

"I understand, thank you once again." I said, showing no anger. "Can I have a, you know, a good bye hug." He asked opening his hands. "Ya sure." I said and hugged him lightly. I feel disgusted, but I could help but take in the warmth. "Best of luck for your game." He said cupping my face. "Thank you and good luck for whatever business you're doing." Not. I replied.

He smiled and left my room, and I let out a breath of relief. Now I need to plan for the attack. Grabbing my notebook and pencil and started to plan a strategy. There a lot of ways in which the Russians could attack. They can either be very creative or they can be simple, I don't know, so just made for every situation. 

"This is going to be long day." I said to myself as I ran my hand through my hair.

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I dragged myself to the washroom and brushed my teeth. I washed my face and out some lip gloss and wore my outfit which consist of black leggings, white top and a woolen knit black shrug. I hate wearing jeans during travel, they are just so uncomfortable. I let my messy hair loose since I was still sleepy. It's five in the morning, and thou I usually wake during this time, I was not in mood to today. I slept really late last night so I didn't get my proper sleep. I want my bed and my pillow and my cozy soft blanket.

"Jess we need to go, come on." Jazz said popping into my room. "How are you so awake at this time." I groaned while she just chuckled. She was dressed in black leggings, a white top and cream color trench coat. "Come on, grab your bag." She said and reductively did so. I slowly dragged myself downstairs where Jem and Jule. "Ready to fly." Jule asked in his usual cheerful voice.

"Hoe are you all so awake." I asked. Jem and Jule were actually dressed in formal suits. Like seriously who wears a suit in 5 a.m. "You're going to be late for your flight." Jem said ignoring my question. "Isn't it a private plane." I asked but a glare from Jem made me regret it. We headed to the garage and got in Jem's Black Audi. As soon as Jem started driving, I laid my head on the window and slept.

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"Jess wake up." I heard Jazz's smoothening voice. I groaned and fluttered my eyes. Once my eyes adjusted to the light, confusion took over me. Instead of the black interior of Jem's car, I saw gold and white. "Where are we." I asked turning to Jazz whose eyes shone in amusement. "Look outside the window." She said and I immediately turned to the other side. Instead of seeing the road, I saw clouds. "We are in the plane." I exclaimed in shock. "But I was in the car, how did I get in the plane. Did I sleep walk." I ask, how embarrassing. 

"No silly. You looked so peaceful when you were asleep, we didn't have the heart to wake you up. So Jule carried you into the plan. I even took a picture of you sleeping. Do you know you sleep like a baby." She said as she handed me her phone to take a look at the photo. I was rolled in a ball, and cuddled with my shrug, my hair was like a bird's next. It was anything but cute. "This is so embarrassing." I muttered handing her, her phone.