Deadly Reflections

Chapter Five

Scott, Stiles and I walked up to the same picnic table as yesterday and sat down. It was peacefully quiet as we all ate. Thoughts from yesterday flooded my mind, causing me to subconsciously smile.

"I think Jett here is thinking about a girl!" Stiles accused. My eyes widened. "What? No, I'm just remembering something." I lied. Malia scoffed.

"You're a horrible liar! Come on, spill the beans! What's her name?" She demanded. I sighed. "Blaire, but we're not a thing at least not yet." I admitted.

"Blaire Owens? Rylee's sister?" Hayden asks. I nod. "You know them?" I ask.

"Rylee is a close friend of mine. The three of us are on the soccer team." She said.

"You should ask Blaire to the party Friday night." Lydia suggested.

"I wasn't invited to a party." I say. She rolled her eyes. "That's cause there weren't any invitations! Everyone's welcome! Friday night, party starts at nine, Scott and Stiles can text you the directions. Lastly, invite Blaire. Okay?" She asked. I smiled and nodded. "Okay."

I walked into psychology, hoping the seat beside Blaire was open, but to my disappointment, Theo already claimed the spot. Luckily the seat right behind Blaire was open so I quickly made my way to it. As I'm walking up the isle towards Blaire, she smiled.

"Hey Jett!" She chirped. I smiled. "Hey Blaire!" I took the seat behind her but before I could ask her about the party, the teacher entered, immediately starting his lecture.

After class, Blaire and I both stood up, smiling at one another. "How was your day?" I asked.

"Ugh long, but good. How about yours?" She asked. I chuckled. "Yeah, I hear you there. That's how I felt today too. I'm already wanting it to be the weekend and it's only the second day of school!" I say as we begin walking out of the classroom.

"Oh I know! I can feel the senioritis kicking in already!" She said, causing both of us to laugh.

"Are you doing anything fun this weekend?" I asked. She shrugged. "Probably not. You?"

"Um I don't know actually. Uh..." I trailed off when a girl with blonde hair interrupted. "Hey Blaire! Coach has been looking for you! He wants to talk to you before practice starts." She said, before walking away.

"I gotta go! See you tomorrow?" She asked. I nodded. "Yeah."

She walked away and I started to head towards the exit. I walked over to the camaro and pulled the keys out of my pocket. I unlocked the door and opened it, only for it to be slammed shut. Before I could respond, my back was shoved against the car by a firm hand on my chest. I looked up, feeling the urge to growl when I saw it was Theo.

"Listen here Jacobs! You better stay the hell away from Blaire!" He growled. "Why?" I asked. "Because she's mine!" He spat. "Yeah? Then why has she been so friendly to me?" I asked, angrily. He pressed harder on my chest, making it slightly harder to breathe. I swear if he pushes me hard enough to make a dent in my car, I will rip his throat out. Not really though, that's just my anger talking. I may give him a good punch to the face though!

"Just stay away from her!" He demanded. "And if I don't?" I ask, confidently. Suddenly his hand moved from my chest to my neck, gripping it with so much strength, that I could no longer breathe. I gasped for air, but he refused to let up. "I will beat the living hell out of you to the point you will beg for me to kill you!" He growled. He let go of me and walked away. I grabbed my throat and coughed, painfully.

"Woah, Jett! You okay?" I looked up to see Scott and Stiles. Scott placed a hand on my shoulder, reassuringly. I clear my throat and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say. My voice cracking.

"Why did Theo jump you like that?" Stiles asked. Unsure if I should tell them the truth or not, I decide to just answer with a shrug. "He threatened you, didn't he?" Scott asked. I nodded.

"Threatened you? About what?" Stiles asked. "Blaire." I say without a second thought. "He told me to stay away from her and that she's his." I added.

"Theo told you that Blaire is his, and you believed him?" I looked to my right to see Liam and Hayden approaching us. I nodded. "Why should I not believe him?" I asked. She sighed. "Because Blaire doesn't care for him. She only tolerates him, because he's friends with Rylee, plus he's kinder to her than anyone else." She explained.

"So he just threatened me, because he wants her for himself?" I ask. She nodded.

"That doesn't surprise me! Then again nothing really surprises me anymore." Stiles rambled.

"Don't worry Jett. You have a better chance at getting Blaire than he ever will." Hayden said. The guys nodded with agreement, which made me nod confidently. "Thanks you guys." They smile and nod. Scott reached over and pat my shoulder. "See ya tomorrow." He said, before they all walked to their separate vehicles. I took a deep breath before climbing inside my car and driving home.