CHAPTER 7

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ALINA'S POV:

"Hey." Isabella greets me as I walk into the kitchen, I nod in response, not feeling up for talking, "what's wrong?"

"Nothing." I mutter, pulling open the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water, I turn around to see her staring at me with an eyebrow raised, "nothing's wrong, Bella."

"I don't believe you, is it Owen? Did something go wrong with your date last night?" She questions as I take a seat at the counter.

"No, no, Owen was fine, the date was perfect."

"Then what is it?"

I sigh, "Bella, I don't wanna talk about it." She folds her arms across her chest and I groan, "Ugh, fine! Last night when I got home, Jason was in my room -"

"What? I didn't even see him come in, he was here the entire time ?!" Her eyes are wide and I roll mine, nodding my head.

"As I was saying, he was in my room and he asked me about my date and if I was gonna see Owen again, I said yes. He asked me if I liked Owen, I said yes. He asked me if I liked Owen more than him .."

"And what did you say?" She asks, narrowing her eyes at me.

I suck in my lips, running my hand through my hair, "I said no-"

"Alina!" She groans, shaking her head, "how could you tell him that?!"

"It's true, I didn't wanna lie to him."

She sighs, "Then what happened?"

"We had sex."

Her eyes widen and her jaw drops, "Oh my god, would you please have some mercy on my damn ears? Holy fuck!"

I laugh slightly, shrugging my shoulders, "Anyway, we had sex, and he asked me to promise him I wouldn't see Owen. At first I agreed because I couldn't really focus while he was touching me, you know because his hands are so-"

"Oh god, help me." She groans, covering her ears and I laugh, throwing my head back, "stop doing this to me, it's not funny, Al!"

My laughing slows down, and I sigh, "So, after we ..... did our 'business', we were lying on the bed and then I asked him why I can't see other guys because he gets to see other girls and it was part of the rules that if I find someone, he let's me go. He asked me if I wanted him and I to stop and I said no, then he said he doesn't want to share me with Owen. We ended up arguing and then he said something that really hurt so I told him to leave."

"What did he say?" She asks, looking intrigued.

"He said that he doesn't give a fuck if I date Owen, he could get a chick to bang really fast, it's no loss to him." I feel the punch in my heart his words left from last night all over again and I chug down some water.

"That asshole, " she groans, slamming her fist on the counter, "he's so selfish, if he wants you, why can't he just make you his girlfriend?"

"He doesn't do girlfriends, Bels." I mutter, standing up from the stool, tossing my empty water bottle in the trash can.

"Oh, bull shit, he's a coward, that's what he is!"

I frown, turning to look at her, "Gosh, you've really got it in for him, why do you hate him so much?" This is very unlike Isabella, she's known for being the kindest, most sweetest person, she's never this mean or aggressive about anyone.

"Because, he's hurting my best friend and anyone who hurts my best friend, is on my hit list."

I giggle, shaking my head, "He's not that bad, I don't want you hating him just because of what him and I are going through, give him a fair chance, Bels," I kiss her cheek, "I gotta go, I'll see you at lunch, kay?"

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