Lethal Elite

[93]

"Can you hear what he's saying?" I asked Jack.

"Something about money and a liquid?" Jack replied. "I don't have super hearing Amilia."

Jack saying the words 'super hearing,' triggered a memory in my mind. I had super hearing! I could hear from far away, where from another room technically. But it only happened to me once, it never happened again after that. Maybe I could make it happen again.

"Switch me spots," I told Jack. "What?" Jack whispered. "I said switch me spots!" I yelled.

Once we traded spots, I pushed my hair behind my ear and turned my ear in the direction of Keith and Celina. I closed my eyes and just thought about what I wanted to do and I did it. I could hear everything...

"So you have the goods?" Celina asked.

"More or less," Keith replied.

"When will you have it officially?" She questioned.

"I have to clear some things up with my brother, and after that I'll have it," Keith confirmed.

"Good," she replied as she walked off dramatically, pulling Keith's tie, making him follow her into the restroom. They were definitely about to get it on.

"That's disgusting," I mumbled.

"You mean the fact that Keith is going with a girl who looks like her vagina is burning, into a public bathroom to have sex? Or the simple fact that he's screwing the girl he just did business with?" Jack asked.

"Just come on," I replied to Jack as I pulled him to the side. "You cannot tell Keith or anyone what we witnessed here today! No one can know!"

"I wasn't going to tell anyone," Jack replied. "I don't have anyone to tell..."

"Good!" I replied. "And neither do I!" I then walked away from him.

"So will I see you tomorrow or?" He called out to me.

***

Keith came waltzing into the hotel humming and in a good mood and I was so pissed.

"I brought some leftovers!" He called out to me.

"I don't want any!" I replied.

"Ooh, somebody's in a bad mood after being babysat by her stalker," Keith teased.

"My stalker? Jack is not a stalker!"

"Sure he's not," Keith laughed sarcastically.

"I'm serious," I replied. "You're only saying that because you think Jack likes me. He doesn't like me, he's my friend! Unlike the rest of you, he doesn't want anything from me."

"I'm going to ignore that last statement," Keith mumbled as he began digging into his leftovers. "But I know he doesn't like you. You actually think that I would leave any man in a room with you alone that has a thing for you?"

"I didn't think you would leave any man in a room with me alone, whether he had a thing for me or not," I stated.

"You're right, I wouldn't," he smiled as he plopped down next to me.

"Then why did you let Jack come and give me company? And how did you know he didn't have a thing for me?"

"Because he's gay," Keith replied carelessly.

"What?" I shouted.

"Gay... you know, when you don't like the opposite sex?" He explained.

"Yes, I know!" I shouted. "But why do you think Jack is gay?"