Elements of Us /// Jimmy Butler

Chapter 20

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Also, I was thinking into making a sequel to this story since there's becoming a lot of chapters, this is already chapter 20! Let me know in the comments if you want a separate sequel or if I should just continue adding chapters!

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips.

"Relax, hun," he sneered, "No small talk first?"

"No." she said plainly, glaring at him.

"I'm just here...watching." He smiled

"Seriously, Connor," she inhaled, "what is it gonna take for you to get out of my life for good?"

"Out of your life?" he asked cynically, "I don't think that'll ever happen, I love you Allison."

"No stop," she said, disgusted by his words, "You don't love me, and it doesn't matter anyways because I don't love you."

"That's what you think now, but you'll remember," he licked his lips, "I'll see you around." He said with a wink and tried to turn on his heel to walk away.

"No you won't," Allison whispered, anger taking over her as she grabbed him by the arm to force him to hear her words, "I swear Connor, this is your last chance, and you need to get out...out of here, out of my life, I'm serious."

He broke out into a fit of nauseating laughter, "Oh please," he snorted, "You're not serious?"

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" she asked, with a cold stare.

"Oh baby," he said cynically, "you'll never get rid of me, I'm always watching."

And with his final words, he slipped back out into the darkness. Gone. But at the same time he was everywhere.

She hated it. Allison just wanted a normal life, was that too much to ask for? Apparently.

"You good over here?" Taj asked, coming up behind her and she just stood where Connor had left her.

"What?" she said, breaking her thinking, "Oh, uh, yeah I'm fine." She plastered on a smile.

"Cool, now c'mon!" he said dragging her back to everyone.

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"Alright, we're done!" Allison announced to the team, letting them know that practice was now over.

She was sure everyone was gonna be, at least slightly, weirded out about the fact that she was now dating Jimmy but everyone acted as if nothing changed, and she liked it that way.

As they were all talking and they made their way up to the parking lot, Andy called for her all the way from the bottom of the hill. She waited for him at the top and told Jimmy she'd meet him in the car. 

"Oooh," he managed to say as he began wheezing, "That's a big hill." He observed catching his breath

"You called me, Andy?" Allison asked, with a smile.

"Oh yes," he nodded, "I wanted to talk to you about your little sitch with Jimmy"

"My 'sitch'?" she asked, laughing.

"Yeah, you know like your situation? All the kids use it, I think," he shrugged, "Anyways, now I know why you turned down my offers." He said with a mischievous smile.

"What can I say?" she shrugged

"You guys make a good match, he's a good kid."

"Thanks Andy." She smiled, genuinely this time.

"Yeah, yeah, crazy," he smiled, "See you later!" he said as they parted ways.

"Bye!"

"Baby?" Jimmy asked holding something in his hand.

"Hm?" she responded

"Someone left this on your windshield." He said, with a confused look on his face as he handed her the note.

She held the piece of slightly damp paper in her hands and immediately recognized the sloppy handwriting.

It read: Always Watching.

Oh God.

"Who the hell would do that?" he asked her, as she continued to examine the note.

"Uh, I don't know," she said, "it probably just blew up into the parking lot and got caught on my windshield or something." She shrugged as they both got into the car.

"A, I don't think that's a thing." He stated, as his face scrunched up in confusion, "A note with something creepy like this doesn't just 'end up' on your car by mistake, someone put it there." He said seriously.

"Jimmy, don't worry about it," she breathed, "I'm sure it's nothing."

It's gotta be nothing.