Itˋs All In My Head

Chapter 5

"Where did that come from?" Ashton asked as Jenna was still too shocked to respond to my comment from earlier.
I met his eyes and slowly my rage faded away. My breahting was fast and uncontrolled and it took me a bit to fully calm myself down again.

I was shocked by my own words as well. They just left my mouth befor I could even think about what I was saying there. I felt ashamed and twisted as I looked at him. His expression was unreadable, yet for once there wasn't annoyance to be seen on his gaze, there was something else I couldn't quite identify.

I felt disgusted by myself. As much as I hated Jenna and as much as she needed someone to bring her back to reality I just went against everything my mother has taught me. That was something my father would say and I was not like my father, I was better.

"You bitch!" Jenna sniffed and stood up, placing a hand on Ashton's arm. It was two against one as they both stared me down. Jenna's eyes were filled with anger and hurt while Ashon's were curious in some kind of way.
I sighed and looked at Jenna.

"I'm sorry, Jenna...I didn't mean to hurt you, it's just..."I paused unsure if I should say the next words, but I needed to get them out. "You really bring out the worst in me. I have absolutely no idea what I could have done to possibly deserve this hatred you feel towards me, but you really need to let it go!" I finished, keeping my voice as soft as possible. I didn't want to fight anymore.

"Let it go? How could I let it go if you're everywhere?" She spat out, "It's not only that you make my life difficult but Ashton's too!" My eyes turned wide as she took his name in her mouth. I looked at him but he didn't say anything as if wanting to know where this was going.

"Okay so to set this straight: You come to my work place, mocking and terrorizing me while you Ashton still spread lies behind my back and yet I am the one making your lives difficult?!" I exclaimed, the anger finding its way back into my veins again.

I wasn't even sure if this was serious anymore. It felt like some bad joke.
"You two are perfectly made for each other. Assholes at its finest". I exclaimed and was about to turn on my heels and leave but Jenna stopped me or actually the sudden sounds she made.

Her hand cupped her mouth as her skin suddenly turned pale. It looked like she was about to vomit. I bit my lip and my brows furrowed. I didn't like what I saw, I didn't like it at all.

"Excuse me a second!" Jenna muttered in her hand, already running down the hallway to get to the nearest restroom. Both me and Ahston looked flustered weather or not to follow her, but since he didn't move I wouldn't either.

It's not like she deserved my help after what she said a few minutes ago. Her behavior was strange though, yet not strange enough for me to care.

"Why do you think I'm an asshole?" Ashton suddenly asked and left me stunned. I turned towards him, but instead of seeing worry in his face there was curiosity and it was directed at me. It was like he absolutely didn't care about what was happening to Jenna.

"You're girlfriend is obviously not doing well and that is what you ask?!" I spat out and looked at him shocked. What was wrong with him? I knew he was a weirdo, but this took it to a whole new level.

"She's not my girlfriend. Answer my question!" Ashton responded bluntly and crossed his arms. It was hard to not stare at his beautifuly displayed bicep which was litterly begging me to touch it. His skin was probably smooth and soft.

I shook my head slightly as I focused on the boy in front of me. He looked at me as if he really had no clue why I had that opinion on him.
I couldn't believe this, it had to be a joke, right?

Okay now, where are the cameras?

I stepped towards him and bore my finger in his broad chest, not even understanding where that sudden confidence came from.