I Don't Do Friends

Chapter Nine

A/N:

CHRIS'S POV

"Jerry"

I turned, to actually look at the person who seems to be excited seeing this guy, and believe me when I tell you that I regretted doing so almost immediately.

How could I forget that Jeremiah was hanging out with Jessica, my Jessy.
After the text message she sent me on Saturday, I couldn't help but get jealous. I had gotten wasted afterwards and the hatred I have towards the guy just skyrocketed. I just hate him!!

I decide not to get distracted as I already have my plans laid out for him. He doesn't know what he just got himself into.
I turn to look at him, and see him getting down from his bike, I mean bicycle.

"What's up, Jay" I call at him trying to sound cool as can be.

He ignores me and con... Wait, what?!!
He didn't just do that. He not only has the nerve to stay around my girl but also has the guts to Ignore me? I'm still shocked at the unusual response when he nears us and seems to be walking past us.
Now, that's the limit.

I quickly grab his arm and pull him backwards before he steps into the hall,
"I am talking to you" I release his arm "politely" I add. At least am trying to be.

"Uhm, fine" He casually replies, as he always does with the same word. I tell you this guy is ... "Just fine" he finishes. Okay that's new and he's looking at Jessica.
Seriously what did he have for breakfast this morning. Scratch that, what has he been taking since Monday. It seems like he has forgotten what I can do to him here.
I need to remind him where he belongs and that's beneath me.

"Can we talk?" I ask him as calm as I can right now.

"Okay, When?"

"Like, right now"

"Nah! I've got some notes to copy and lectures to catch up with" he sighs before continuing, "Weekend maybe?" He has the guts! Have I really been slacking in putting him in place?

"Jay, right now." I glare at him daring him not to try my patience.

He delays and I can tell that whatever gave him the boldness to talk back at me is fading now. He sighs in defeat, looks at Jessica and then bows his head as he begins to walk ahead of me, slowly.
He is doomed and he knows it.

I let him walk a few metres away from the hall then I catch up with him,

"What was that all about?" I ask him angrily. I know he won't reply but that's the fun of the whole 'being in control' thing.

I look behind me and sure enough I notice that I have my backup. I give them a slight nod and they all catch up and we practically push Jeremiah into one of the empty lecture halls in an uncompleted building. Then we shove him to a dark room that I assume will be an office or so, when the building is actually completed if it ever will be.

In the darkness I ask him "So, talk to me Jay, what's up really?"

I hear him mumble a 'nothing' and almost immediately he receives a blow somewhere in his lower body, I think its his stomach as I can't even see his face clearly here but notice that he is clutching his stomach. I was right! Yay! Uh, get serious.

Am not a cultist in case you're wondering but this boy brings out the worst in me. Right from Secondary School. Though we weren't close then, he had a great effect on me.

I had joined the school as an S.S.3 student, preparing for final exams and I had just a friend, Clinton, who had told me that he had interest in Jeremiah. Yeah he was gay but I didn't mind. Clinton had told me that Jeremiah was leading him on, so I had told him to go for it.