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Jeremiah and I are about to walk out of the bathroom, when I realize nobody can know we were in here together. We decide I'll walk out first, and he can walk out a minute after.

I swing open the bathroom door, when I see Korey waiting beside it. I jump, acting as if he scared. I hit the door, trying to alert Jeremiah that someone is outside.

"Oh hey Korey," I shout, hoping I was loud enough for Jeremiah to hear. "You scared the shit out of me." I give him an uncomfortable laugh.

"I just came to check on you. You've been gone for a while, the show is starting." Korey is eyeing me suspiciously.

"Uh, yeah sorry. I just got lost, let's just go back to our seats-"

I'm interrupted by the bathroom door swinging open, and Jeremiah coming out.

"Oh, hey Korey." He gives him a smile, and shoots a wink my way.

My cheeks immediately turn bright red and my heart sinks to my stomach. I'm staring Korey, trying to gauge what he's thinking. He is silent, just staring at me for entirely too long.

"Korey, please. Just say something." I plead.

Finally, he says, "I can't even be upset. I knew this was going to happen. I didn't think it'd happen while I was in the same building, but I knew it'd happen eventually." He doesn't look angry. His voice is so calm, too calm.

I want him to scream at me, tell me I'm awful. Call me names. He doesn't do any of that though, he just turns and walks directly out of the club without another word.

I hear music starting to play from down the hall. I suddenly remember my promise to Belly, and I yank my heels off of my feet. I run as fast as I can to the dining hall so I can make it in time to see Belly and Conrad.

Luckily, I walked in just as they were calling Belly's name.

"Isabel Conklin and Conrad Fisher." The announcer says.

I clap as I make my way back to the table. I take my seat beside Jeremiah. I keep my eyes on Belly. As she reaches our table, she runs directly to her mother engulfing her in a hug. It is my turn next, and then Susannah's. She finds her place back next to Conrad. They both look to each other and smile. Their smiles were so genuine. I couldn't contain my own smile as I watched them.

I felt a hand creeping up my thigh. My head snaps to Jeremiah, who is already looking at me. A smirk plastered on his lips. I give him a look, and his hand stops. He does not take his hand away, though.

Instead he leans in and whispers, "Did I upset your boyfriend?" He squeezes my thigh then.

I smack his hand away. I turn my eyes to him again. "You did that on purpose. I know you heard me talking to him outside of the door. We're friends Jeremiah. You don't get to be jealous." I say the words, knowing I don't mean them.

The truth is, Jeremiah being jealous does something to me. I can't explain it. But making him jealous brings out something inside of him that's makes him so irresistible. Hints, what happened in the bathroom.


I haven't spoke to Korey in two days. Since the Deb thing. I haven't told anyone about what happened at the ball, not even Belly.

Everyone was gone when I woke up this morning. Realizing I'd finally have the house, and the pool to myself, I was eager to go for a swim.

After changing into my bathing suit, I ran back down stairs and jumped straight into the pool. I loved swimming alone. I was able to think clearly, and just be alone with my thoughts.

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