Olivia and the Malfoys

Chapter 7

There was another nagging knocking on my door. Why did people always want me to wake up? I slowly got out of bed, wrapping my comforter around me tightly and opened the door to a messy looking Jackson.

"Jackson?" I ask groggily.

"I'm freaking out!" He said before rudely barging into my room. I close the door behind him and make my way back to my bed. I lie down and curl up into a ball. "Aren't you the least bit worried?"

"About what?" I muffle out.

"Oh I don't know, the fact that Scorpius is now a new master of this house?"

"Why is that a problem?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe just the small detail that I met him when I brought you to him and you were blatantly high!" Oh yeah. "If he speaks, I could lose my job!"

"I won't let that happen."

"How are you going to control that?" I sigh when I realize he wont let me fall back asleep. So instead I sit up, still bundled up with the comforter.

"In this house, what is my title, or whatever you call it?"

"Young Mistress Olivia Jensen."

"What's the key word?" He stared at me, clearly confused. "Mistress."

"Great! You're a mistress!" He cheers sarcastically. "How's that going to help me?"

"Technically you're employed to me, too."

"Yes, but Master ranks over Mistress. Especially over Young Mistress."

"Still. Daddy Dearest wants a relationship with me? Don't get rid of my only friend." I say. He stares at me dumbfounded. "Anything else, or can I go back to bed."

"Um... I think it goes without saying but I didn't get the chance the other night...Stay away from Tyler."

"Why?"

"He's no good."

"And?"

"He's evil."

"Apparently, so am I."

"No. You don't understand. Tyler Nott has a reputation."

"What kind of reputation?"

"He fools with girls hearts. Makes them feel happy, safe, kisses them, maybe goes a bit further, then disappears till he knows it's died down. When he gets back he practically gets a medal of valor by the guys at Vans Underground."

Tears were stinging my eyes. I couldn't let Jackson see me like this; then he'd know something was up.

"Yeah, okay. Stay away. Got it!" I managed to get a smile out.

"Yeah..."

"Anything else making you freak out?" I asked. I wanted him out.

"Uh...yeah."

"What is it?"

"You." I was struck. Me? I was a problem? What did I do? I can't take this! First I did something to push Darren to Carter, then I rejected Tyler and caused him to stop talking to me, and now I'm pushing Jackson away.

"What?" I barely whisper.

"Yeah. You. I can't get you out of my head. I didn't stop thinking about you when you talked to your mom the other night; or last night when you hid in your room all day; or this morning when I woke up. You're the first and last thing on my mind throughout the day." He explained. I was struck.