Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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It takes me a moment to digest the information.
"I beg your pardon? Say it again!"
"I've got bags, Jess! Fucking bags and one of them...probably opened. Or something."
It's my turn to slap her, sending her to the floor. She lands on her bottom and strokes her cheek to soothe the pain. But I'm not going to feel sorry for her, this...this...
"Crazy bitch!"
Maybe it's the booze talking, but I hope not. I should never have followed her here. What was I thinking, being so stupid? Obviously, with Jena it always ends badly. I've always known that and I've been saying it ever since this morning. Why didn't I take my own advice?
"That's enough," I say, pulling out my phone.
"What are you doing? She's panicking. Are you calling Mom?"
"Why would I call her? She's not the one to get us out of this mess! I'm calling Angel!"
Even Charly gives me a puzzled look.
"What do you want him to do?"
"I don't want him to do anything. But at least he'll know."
You won't avoid punishment, darling. That's not the point. I'm trying to stay alive. But she straightens up and snatches the phone out of my hand. You've got to be kidding me.
"Do you want another slap, Jena?"
"There's no need to get worked up, my darling sister. I've got a plan."
" Another one?"
"All we have to do is leave. Nobody knows us here. We can just slip away and go home."
"What a joke!"
"I'm not feeling this plan, I must admit. I think you've had enough "good ideas" for tonight."
"But...how bad could it get, Sista? We're just heading home."
I do have a list of hypotheticals as long as a shopping list. Still, it makes sense.
"I'm exhausted. I want to go home, too."
"See?"
And for once, even Chacha seems to agree. Even if he avoids her with his eyes. Probably because he can't resist slapping her again.
"Fine," he says, rolling his eyes. "But one more trick and I'll shoot you!"
Now that's clear!
"I'll come with you then," adds Dani.
"I'll be fine," I hasten to reply. "You can go home now."
"Oh...okay."
Her little expression says it all, but I don't give in. It's time to put some order back into this evening, which has degenerated far too much. Jena's caused enough trouble already, without me adding to it myself. I promised Angel I'd behave while he was away. As a result, we almost ended up in jail. Fortunately, things are getting back to normal.
