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(S1, E10) THE DATES DAY WITH RICHY&PHIL

Jake's POV (The next day, somewhere in LA)

Jake: No - I said firmly.

Journalist: Don't you miss Elena?

Jake: No - I smoked again and started looking around.

Journalist: Did you watch yesterday's news about Elena's chase?

Jake: Yes - I smirked.

Journalist: Did you remember Elena?

Jake: Yes.

Journalist: Really? - He smiled and looked at me from behind his camera.

Jake: No - I smirked, touched his chest with my finger and slightly pushed him away.

Then, of course he lost his balance and fell from the sidewalk into the water behind him. He lightly splashed me with water, but I just straightened my shirt proudly and continued my walk.

Journalist: Asshole - He mumbled angrily when he emerged from the water.

Jake: You should be thanking me - I smirked - You smelled so badly that you really needed a bath. I'll buy you some nice cologne, just send me an address on my e-mail.

I took the cigarette out of my mouth and threw it in the trash. Where am I? Where am I going? Dunno. I'm just walking along the river and thinking. About what? Some random stuff. Oh, come on. I'm just bored as hell. Luka is either busy with the DIC, because he took all my work or he's spending time with Jasmine.

But I don't mind it, I like spending time alone. At least, no one is talking some shit to me about McClain or my old life again. Did I have some flashback after that nightmare? No. I mean, I saw some quick flashback when I saw McClain's bracelet on the TV during the trial, but I immediately pushed that thought away from me and the flash was gone.

Like I said, the Perfect Jake should be dead and he's dead. I'm doing everything in my power to kill him inside of me. I'm pretty sure that drugs, cigarettes and alcohol help me with that. Honestly? If only taking this shit helps me kill that weakling inside of me, I can be stoned and drunk for the rest of my life, really.

I took out my phone from my pocket and started scrolling some social media. Like I said, people are slowly getting bored with me. I mean, I'm still receiving some blackmails, but it's much less than a few days ago. That's for sure.

I started reading some article about yesterday's McClain's ride and I slightly smirked. See? I told you that woman is sick, insane and crazy. Just like her whole fucking family.

After a while I felt hit, lost my balance and fell on the ground.

Jake: The fuck? - I immediately narrowed my eyes while was falling down.

After a few seconds of my confusion I realised that McClain is lying on my chest. What the fuck? Where does she get so much strength from? Did she just... Did she just overthrow me like that? Without any problem?

Elena: Shit... - She mumbled angrily and grabbed her head.

Jake: Mmm, sex on the sidewalk? - I touched her waist - I've never tried, but why not?

Elena: I see someone here is in a good mood today - She tried to got up from my chest, but I blocked her - The fuck? Could you please let me go?

Jake: I told you that one day I'll fuck with you. It's not my fault that you ran into me all by yourself, sweetie - I smirked - Now, I'm incredibly hurt - I made my puppy dog's eyes at her - You have to make up for what you did to me.