Disappear.
Who disappeared from Jett's life?
"I'm going to leave." I stated.
Silence filled the air but was soon dismissed when I spoke.
"But it won't be for long. Just to visit a friend in the city." I hesitantly looked up.
Jett's blue eyes filled with an unreadable emotion. Almost as if he didn't have a soul.
"How long." He asked.
"Huh?" I said a bit spaced out.
"How long are you going to be gone for?" He croaked out.
"I don't know." I replied. "But no longer than four or five days tops."
For some reason I felt the need to reassure Jett that I'd be back, even though I wasn't exactly too sure myself on what I wanted.
"Okay." Jett said in a monotone of voice. "I'll drop you off by your friends house then."
I was about to panic but didn't.
"We promised to meet at the park." Was all I said since I did feel bad.
"Great." He said sarcastically. "I'm going to the meeting tomorrow, so this won't be a problem."
Ah. They just informed him about the meeting moving up just like Bliss had told me.
"Oh. It's good then since we'll be in the city at the same time." I tried to relive the tension in the air but failed miserably.
"Yeah. It's amazing." He rolled his eyes at me.
I sighed.
"I'm done Jett." I stated. His face fell from what he was holding.
"I knew this would happen." He mumbled while leaving my room.
I didn't care about shutting the door because I was walking straight to Jett's room.
My eyes adverted their gaze from him as I went to grab a small bag of mine that I'd brought. I began to pack clothes, especially two nice dresses.
I knew that Jett was staring at me since I could feel his eyes practically burning through my soul.
"Why the dresses." He question.
God he's so fucking bipolar.
I didn't answer him because I didn't feel the need to.
I took my stilettos that Jacob bought me as my only pair of shoes besides a pair of converse I'm wearing.
The zipper was quickly zipped as everything I need was there.
"If you want I can-"
"No thank you Black. I don't want anything regarding you at this moment." My tone was poisonous.
Hurt. I had hurt him but I didn't mind because he did that to me before.
I turned on my heel to leave but Jett grabbed my arm making me come to stop.
"McKenna." He said.
It had no affect on me. I yanked my arm from his grip and continued walking.
"Don't you wanna use my motorcycle to meet up with your friend." I stopped.
That bastard. He was using the came motorcycle against me, and it was working.
"What's the condition." I spat.
Jett placed one of his arms on my shoulder and I almost shuddered. He smirked.
"You promise to come back before Monday. Meaning that you have to be physically here, in my house, before the clock strikes twelve." He stated while handing me the keys.
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