Don't Lie (Previously Bad Boys Never Change)

16. Who

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Teranian Isis College

Chloe

The whole hallway was in a frenzy, people were whispering and gossiping left and right. All I could hear were people muttering about Mikaela and Alex, about Mikaela and Katya, I even heard a few comments about me but I don't even know where those came from.

Dante grabbed my hand and dragged me away from the commotion, and I strained my neck just in time to watch Mikaela storm away with Katya on her heels. I wonder what was up with them... Why haven't they told me anything...

"That was weird, but anyways, you ready to go yet?" Dante slipped my hand into his, intertwining our fingers and making it virtually impossible to escape. I'm sure he wasn't doing it on purpose, he just really, really wanted to go out with me. That kind of made me feel bad, but it was an unavoidable circumstance after all.

"Dante I-" he cut me off again, this time when I looked into his eyes I could see just the slightest hint of desperation. He looked undeniably smaller in that very moment, his fingers gripping onto mine even tighter as if making sure I was still there. What was going on with everyone today? Why was everyone acting so weird?

"I know this great ice cream place just down the road, you wanna check it out with me?" there was no doubt about it, he was pleading. His eyes were pleading, his voice was pleading, his entire body was begging for me to stay. He was acting so strange, what has gotten into him I wonder...

"Dante! I have a project that I need to do!" I wrenched my hand of his grasp, my eyes wide. This whole situation was so weird and strange, it was insane!

"A project? With who?" Dante's voice turned hard and his jaw clenched. His hands were balled into fists and his entire body was stiff, the change was earlier on was astounding. He sounded so suspicious, so accusing, it scared me.

"With somebody from my class!" he flinched at the loudness of my voice like I had slapped him. I regretted shouting immediately, and I wished that I could take it all back. But judging by the hurt in his eyes, that would surely be quite a difficult task.

"Why are you being so secretive, Chloe? Are you hiding something?" Dante said softly, his voice little more than a breath. He gripped onto the long sleeves of his shirt, rubbing the material in between his fingers as if in prayer.

I stared at him for a second, anger flaring through me for some reason. "I'm being secretive? I'm hiding something? How about you? Who is it you've been texting and messaging all this time? Who is it you keep ditching me to meet up with? Who, Dante? Who?"

I guess I should feel bad about snapping at him, but right at that moment, remorse was not in my vocabulary. I was pissed off, majorly.

"Why won't you just tell me who you're meeting up with?" Dante's gaze slid up from his shirt to meet my own, his eyes boring holes into my soul.

Not literally, but it was just that intense.

So he wasn't going to give me an answer... Fine, suit himself.

I turned on my heels and began to walk away from him, my shoes clicking against the linoleum as I strode calmly away from him. I could hear him shout for me, telling me to come back so we could talk about this. What was there to talk about? I think we both made it pretty clear that we weren't about to spill our guts anytime soon.