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Chapter nine - Confession

" No, I didn't," I quickly defended myself, he gritted his teeth pointing at the suit jacket on my hand.

" It's just for someone," I said, he was about to say something when the blonde hair boy came back.

" Thank you Sweetheart," he said taking his suit jacket back and walking away. I turned to face nate while he was already staring at me looking pissed.

" Sweetheart" he mimicked. I rolled my eyes " Come on, stop acting jealous," he scoffed taking a nearby glass of drink and gulping it down.

" Am not jealous, am just annoyed you found a another person to replace me," he stated.

" I didn't replace you," I said rolling my eyes at his childishness.

" Excuse me miss, would you like to have a little chat with me?," a boy in his twenties said.

" No, she doesn't,"  nate replied before I could.

" I wasn't asking you, was I?," The boy snapped back.

Oooo

" Let's ask her what she wants, ok?," Nate said, they both turned to me. The blonde boy eyes pleading for me to choose him while nate was plain glaring his eyes telling me if I didn't choose him I was walking home tonight.

" Him," I said going over to the blonde boy as he smiled sweetly not before giving nate a truimph grin.

Am stupid I know that, the reason why I choose him? I don't know maybe it was the way nate was jealous when I was called sweetheart.

I stole a glance to Nate, he was deathly glaring at me but I just smiled and walked with the blondy.

" Boyfriend?," He said.

" Hmm?,"

" Is he your boyfriend, I mean the black haired guy I stole you from," he said giving me a glass of drink.

I have had enough drinks, am starving.

" Oh, yes," I said and he chuckled.

" I could already guess by the way he is throwing daggers through his intense gaze," I chuckled.

" Do you have a date?," I asked and he nodded. " Is she the girl in red," he turned and nodded.

" She's glaring at me, if looks could kill I would be dead," we both laughed.

" Did you use me to make your girlfriend jealous?," He nodded giving me an apologetic look.

" Am sorr-,"

" Me too," I interuppted him.

" Excuse me?,"

" Am using you to make him jealous too," he nodded and grinned mischievously.

" Let's make them fume, are you ready?," He said and I nodded my head.

Nate pov:

I wanted to punch something, no scratch that someone.

I watched as they laughed at something she said, he placed his hand on her exposed shoulder and it took all that was in me not to break his hand off her.

Taking my third glass of alcohol, the burning sensation ran down my throat. I crushed the glass in my hand as his hand wrapped around her waist and she seemed comfortable.

" Are you ok, sir?," One of the servers said and i looked down to see blood slowly dripping from my hand,

" Get me a bandage and meet me in the restroom," i said and he left shortly making me to walk over to the men's restroom.