Late Night Conversations ✔ [COMPLETED]

Chapter Fifteen - Meet & Greet Part II

Annabelle

The concert finished about twenty minutes ago, and Marlene brought us back into the room we met Jet in earlier. My parents sit on one of the couches and keep shooting worried glances in my direction.

My nerves have been shot since the moment I realized that Jet Valentine is Tyler. I guess there's still a slim chance that he's not, but I'm not counting on it. My parents have asked me several times now over the past few hours if I'm ok, and I just keep nodding, trying to put on a smile for them.

At the moment I'm trying to make myself feel better by devouring as many jellybeans as possible. I've made good headway, but my stomach is slowly starting to rebel. The last thing I need tonight is throw up on Tyler.

Or Jet.

What on earth am I supposed to call him now?

Why did he lie about his name to begin with?

I can hear hasty footsteps and someone shouting outside the door. A moment later it swings open after a brief knock. Jet steps into the room, his eyes finding mine in an instant. My hand with the jellybeans stops halfway to my mouth, as I take in his sight. He looks like he just stepped out of the shower, his dark hair still glistening with water. He's wearing black jeans, black boots, and a white v-neck shirt. I swallow loudly.

I'm trying to form a coherent thought, but it seems like my brain has malfunctioned. I'm absolutely sure that this is how hypnotised people feel like, or people who are under some sort of spell. If I could actually believe either one is possible, which at this point I definitely do.

Our connection suddenly breaks, when a jellybean falls out of my hand and onto the floor. I stare at the little piece of candy on the floor, wanting to shrink to the same size out of embarrassment.

"So," I can hear Marlene speaking up. "Jet and I were thinking that it might be fun for Joanne to indulge at the merchandise stand, on the house of course. Once we have everything we need, we can head over to the band to sign everything and then back to Jet. How does that sound?"

Joanne is jumping, clinging to both our mom's and dad's arm. "Please, please, can we go?"

"Of course, sweetie." My mom and dad say at the same time, laughing.

"Thank you so much." Joanne's excitement is barely containable. My parents push her gently toward the door, probably afraid she might jump Jet again otherwise.

My mom turns around. "Are you coming Annabelle?"

I look at my mom for a second and then over to Jet. He's looking at me intently, and I can only describe his look as pleading.

"No mom, you guys go ahead. I'll just wait here for you. Have fun." I'm not sure what to make of all the different emotions coursing through my body at the moment, but I know I need some answers from Tyler. Or Jet. This is getting confusing.

"Are you sure? I can stay here with you if you want me to." Her eyes flicker over to Jet for a moment, and I'm not sure if she suspects anything.

"No, you go ahead. I'm fine, don't worry." I put on a smile, trying to look convincing.

She studies me for a moment before nodding. She follows my dad and bouncing sister out the door. Marlene follows after her, closing the door behind them.

That leaves Jet and me alone.

I feel nervous and want to wipe my hands off on my jeans. I stop myself from doing it, when I realize that I'm still clenching a hand full of jellybeans. I'm almost certain that my hand looks like a colorful candy crime scene by now. I slowly open my hand, and my fear is confirmed. Most of the color from the jellybeans is now transferred to my skin. I close my eyes and groan in annoyance.