Chapter Twenty-One-Stormy

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location: Tiffany's room  Time:1.05pm.

Jack stormed through the doors as he his boots slammed against the wooden floors; his heart was beating loudly against his chest while he tried to contain his anger at the thought of Pitch Black doing the worse thing possible to someone he cared for deeply. He didn't know whether to punch something or cry, as he reached the door, he knew too well he swiped the key card as the door opened. He headed straight for the mini fridge that Tiffany had stored in the other side of her room while she looked up from the tv and watched as her friend seemed in a mood bad.

Tiffany "Well hello there stranger, nice to see your in a good mood." She smiled.

Jack "Don't start Tiff." He shook his head while taking a seat beside her on the small couch.

Tiffany "What's wrong with you?" she asked.

Jack "I'm pissed off." He angrily opened the beer and took a sip.

Tiffany "But what happened? Surely you two haven't had a lovers spat already?" she giggled.

Jack "No......I can't say.... But its bad really bad." He grew sad again.

Tiffany "Oh shit... I'm guessing it has something to do with the fact Nick asked her questions again?"

Jack "Something like that." he took another sip of his beer.

Tiffany "So why don't you just talk to her about it?" she nudged his shoulder.

Jack "Because.... She doesn't know I know that's why."

Tiffany "Oh so you found something out then? And why not?"

Jack "Its very personal and its not my place to say anything. All I know is if I see Pitch Black any time soon, I will be murdering him." He grew angry again.

Tiffany "Okay maybe beer isn't the best drink to have right now." She said taking it away from him.

Jack "I won't do anything right now; I'm just saying if I see him, I will be."

Tiffany "Yeah I don't blame you, personally I think he looks like an arsehole".

Jack "Have you even met him before."

Tiffany "Nope I don't plan too." She frowned.

Jack huffed sitting back in the seat while his thoughts consumed him, he couldn't believe the gut feeling he had was right. No wonder she was constantly having nightmares and wanting no one around her. The other thing that was bothering him was simply.... If she didn't want anyone around her why did she want him around her? He took another sip of his beer as his thought continued to spiral thinking of the way he could tell Elsa how he knew but every time he thought it would make the situation worse. He wanted to talk to her, and they'd been getting on so well these past pew days like it felt like old times the only problem was he could feel the old feelings starting to come to the surface again.

Tiffany "Why don't you just go see her?" She said breaking Jacks thoughts.

Jack "I can't do that" he frowned.

Tiffany "You know, you really are an idiot! You obviously have a reason why your so angry about something, but you won't go and talk to the girl you've been crushing on since you became friends with her!" She exclaimed as she giggled.

Jack "Oh Fuck off! Like your one to talk!"

Tiffany "At least I actually talk to mine" she laughed.

Jack "We have been talking! We've been hanging out for the past few days." He scratched his neck from the nerves.

Tiffany "Then go talk to her about this then!"

Jack leant forward on the couch swinging his beer as he rose from the seat and looked down at his friend.

Tiffany "Wait you actually listening to me this time?" She says.

Jack rolls his eyes as he walks towards the door and opens it......

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