CHAPTER FOURTEEN

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I stared at the phone on one hand and the crumpled paper on the other, thinking of what to do with both of them.

"Just make up your mind already, I'm getting really anxious right now." Ashton complained and I sighed. I really didn't know what to do and I was contemplating either calling her or unravelling what's behind that stupid piece of paper. The paper was yanked from me and I looked to find Ash holding it in his hand.

"Let's check the paper first then call her so that we'll understand, for all we know it might be a clue or something." He explained. Why didn't I think of that first, I nodded and he undid the paper to find a message. His eyes quickly scanned the contents before he chuckled then handed it to me

Wait for a week before meeting me at the spot we first hang out. Your phone is bugged so don't bother calling. Bring Ash along or I'm sure he'll be in trouble if he lost you again. Be patient young one momma will see you soon ;)

That was all it said, no address no new number, no nothing. This was so CIA style I almost laughed at her. I looked at Ash who seemed to be thinking of something and I couldn't help but admire in a platonic kind.

I'm sure his future girl will really be lucky to have a really good looking guy with strong and manly features not to mention his honesty, loyalty and sincerity.

He's a really amazing guy.

"I know I'm good looking and all but your stare is kind of creepy." Ash voiced out and I immediately cringed.

I take that back, he's definitely not an amazing guy.

That was not really why I was staring,

"Then why were you staring?" he asked, his voice full of amusement. I snapped my head up at him with wide eyes before a brilliant thought crossed my mind.

"There's something on your face." I lied smoothly, he looked puzzled for a moment before I pointed at his forehead,

"I think it's a bug or something, it's moving" I added making him smack his forehead without question. "That was a great face palm, maybe next time you'll face plant?" I sniggered at him and he narrowed his eyes at me,

"Well played Jade, I'll get you next time." He countered in fake anger and I laughed at him. Next time will never happen; I would make sure of that.

I was really starting to hate my life; I felt pathetic and inferior and lonely; all the emotions I never told anyone, not even Ash. All my friends were people who answered to my father and they have a duty to make sure I was safe and the one I called my best friend was nowhere to be seen and I had to wait for a week so that we could meet up briefly.

I was sure that meeting would not be one to catch up from where we last left off because she was tangled up in stuff that could get her killed or something much worse. At this moment, I would give anything to just be a normal girl who was waiting to go to one of the good or at least a decent university and was probably working at a boutique or at a restaurant as a waitress, meet new guys who would either be jerks or future boyfriend material but instead, I'm stuck here hiding from psychopaths who want to open up my head and take a stupid chip which has kept me alive for eighteen years and I didn't even know it existed.

I know I'm ranting, thank God it's all in my head, literally or I wouldn't hear the end of this. I just wish I could get out of this stupid talk and get some strawberry ripple ice cream or a big glass of cold vanilla milkshake because I was dying of heat.

I was still thinking about the sweetness of the milkshake when my name accompanied by snapping of fingers shook me from my sweet thoughts. "You haven't heard a word we said have you?" Dad asked, his tone was firm and reprimanding.

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