Hollows In Time (✔️) | 'Hollows' Book Ⅱ

Chapter Ninety-Two

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I stared.

But it wasn't long before I felt an overwhelming rush of pure hatred.

I threw him a glare before ripping my box off of the side and stalking off.

"Look, I know you don't exactly want to talk to me–"

"I don't exactly want to see you, either." I snapped back as I exited the warehouse with Jace hot on my heels.

"Okay, I deserve that–"

"Yes, yes you do." As much as I was enjoying back-chatting him, I just wish that he would go away.

"–what I did, I was a coward. I never should have ran." He said next, seeming to be quite able at catching up to me—despite my mad rush to get away.

I stopped in my tracks, making Jace screech to a halt.

"You kissed me." I spat, making sure to lower my voice since it was suddenly dinner rush; there were a lot of people breezing past who could hear our conversation.

Jace sucked in a breath. "I did."

"Why?" I demanded, my eyes piercing into his. He blanched. I stepped forward, placing myself just inches away from him, a trait which I had probably picked up from Alexi—spending nearly half of your life with someone will do that to you.

"Why did you run?" I asked next. "Do you have any idea how that felt?" I shot at him, my voice raising, catching the attention of some by-passers.

Jace didn't say anything. But maybe that had something to do with my proximity.

So, I reached out, swung, and slapped him right in the face.

I don't exactly know why I did it, but it felt good. I felt as it released that pent up anger. Though, Jace wasn't in a very good position. His experience was a lot less thrilling. A red mark soon appeared on his cheek, and I suspected that it was stinging with pain, much like my numbed palm was.

"Ow." Jace muttered, pressing his hand to the side of his face.

I stepped back and took in what I had just done, glancing between my hand and Jace's face feeling dumbfounded and shocked. But then a large grin broke out on my face.

"Wow," I breathed. "Can I do that again?" I gushed.

Jace's head snapped up, his eyes wide with panic. He shook his head, "I don't think that'd be healthy." He told me.

I scoffed. "You're only saying that because you're a coward." I threw his own words back at him with great satisfaction before swivelling around and sauntering off. I think my ego was also boosted, but we won't talk about that.

Jace caught up to me. "Okay, I deserved that too–"

"–yes, you did—would you like another one?" I offered, turning my head to see Jace staring at me as if I were delusional.

We entered the dorm corridors and silence fell. I respected that Jace would willingly let it stay that way, and I wanted to keep my pride, but Jace was the only one who could have information at this time.

"So, do you have any idea what's going on?" I asked Jace. I felt him glance at me, but I didn't meet his gaze.

"Not really, Alexi called me and told me to meet you and take you back your dorm–"