Who Do You Want? {DISCONTINUED}

||chapter twenty-nine||

||Finn|| weeks later....hotel room...

"I just have a bad feeling, you know?" Dean randomly said, looking over toward me as I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. "What??" I asked, raising my eyebrows in a questioning way.

We were talking about our jobs and other things until he came up with this. It caught me off guard, "I have a bad feeling about Sasha and Seth, Finn." He responded and I sighed, shaking my head. "And why is that?"

"I don't know. Maybe because Sasha all of a sudden goes to Bayley's room more than often and stays there for hours." He made it seem like I was blind and I wasn't seeing what he was seeing.

I shrugged while taking a grape from the bowl beside me and putting it in my mouth, "Have you asked Bayley if she actually goes there?" He continued, making me sigh deeply. "Does it matter?" I replied and he looked over at me with crazy eyes.

"Of course it matters, Finn! What if she is meeting up with him? What if she's doing something with that scumbag? He's probably brain-washing her with bullshit like he did before." He argued with me, trying to talk sense into me.

I was understanding what he was saying and maybe I should've been freaking out and start investigating like he was saying but I wasn't. It wasn't that I didn't care, I had my reasons.

"Dean, it's ok." I raised my hands in a gesture and his eyes widened even more as he placed his hands in his hair, standing from the couch. "It's ok!!??? Are you crazy??!!"

I found some humor in the way he was acting since he was pretty much overreacting in my opinion, "It is not ok, Finn! You're not even one hundred percent sure that she's with Bayley--

"And you're not hundred percent sure if she's with Seth." I cut him off, making him calm down a bit. I chuckled, silently, "I trust her with my all, Dean. And since I trust her, I'm going to need a picture or solid evidence that she's with Seth or I'm not going to believe it."

Dean then sighed and ran his hand through his hair that was already crazy enough, "I thought you were her friend. Why don't you trust her as much as I do?" I questioned and he shook his head, crazily.

"My gut is telling me something feels wrong about her actions," He replied with that crazy look in his eyes. It's supposed to be the complete opposites right now. I'm supposed to be acting the way he is and he's supposed to act like I am but it wasn't like that at all.

I feel the same feeling he feels in my gut when she leaves to Bayley's room but I seem to brush it off, "And of course she's my friend but I know when some things wrong." I tossed another grape in my mouth, "I think you're reading everything too far, Dean."

"I want to see that for myself." He walked to wear his jacket was and picked it up. He slid it on, "Dean, you're not serious." I had a serious yet dumb look on my face and he nodded at me.

"Hell yeah, I'm serious," He spoke, walking to the door and grabbing the knob. He looked back at me, "Because if she isn't in Bayley's room right now, she's seriously going to get a can of ass-whooping."

With that, he opened the door and left the room.

I shrugged my shoulders and turned back to the TV. Half of me didn't bother to care about what he was doing since I knew she was telling the truth but then the other half hoped he wouldn't find her in any connection with Seth.

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im not dead 🎉🎊🎈some of you would be happy about that and some of you, idk but anyways here's a small chapter for you guys.

I'm trying to update as much as I can but life is busy and stressful and I have other things to do tbh. But once summer break rolls around, if I'm not in summer school, get ready for the closing chapters for this book.

thanks for reading and staying as patient as you guys have been