chapter 32~ phone

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JASON'S POV:

I watched her carefully as she walked up the stairs, a slight smirk spreading across My lips.

"So that's Steve Thompsons daughter, eh?" Matt asked walking into the room.

"Yeah, that's her" I said, snapping out of my trance.

"Speaking of the bastard, has he been in touch?" He questioned, sticking his hands in his pockets.

"No" I answersd, shaking my head. "dickhead" I added.

"Jason?" Joey called walking into the room

"Yeah?" I asked, looking over at him

"Have you seen my phone?" He asked, standing against the doorframe.

"No" I shrugged, shaking my head

"I can't find it" he said, walking further into the room "I swear I left it in here" he muttered to himself, looking through the drawers. "Where's tiny?" He asked looking back up at me

"Bathroom" I answersd flatly, letting out a sigh.

My eyes widened in realisation. No way. She couldn't have.

"Oh she's good" I muttered, rushing up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Joey called from behind me.

"I know where your phone is" I called back.

"Where?!" He asked, trailing behind me.

"Sweetheart!" I yelled, banging on the door.

"Jason. Long time, no see" she replied sarcastically.

"Get out here now" I snapped, trying to barge the door open.

"No. I'd rather not" she answersd.

Suddenly, the sound of the toilet flushing rang through my ears.

What the fuck is she doing?!

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