DREW
Hours later after the try-outs I found myself lying on the floor breathing heavy. I had never worked out that much before, the tryouts earlier did not even calm me down the slightest; I should praise John for making me this furious, he just never fails to amuse me with that kind of thinking.
"Drew you done?" Jace asked me entering the gym.
"Yeah, I guess." I answered standing up.
"The noise you were making with the punching bag made me shiver.. literally" he even shuddered while saying that
"Jace, is it possible that I do wrong sometimes?" he looked at me weirdly.
"WOW! Where did that came from?"
"It's just, after today I'm starting to think that some of my decisions are flawed" I told him.
"No, shit Sherlock. You're always very rude-"
I cut him off "Because after everything John has done, I can't make myself hate him. Every single day I still worry about him, I still care about what he feels and I'm still fucking willing to do all this for him." I shouted extending my arms in my sides as if to make more effect on the 'all of this'.
"Oh, you were talking about that?" he seemed disappointed, "I thought you were going to finally apologize for being an awful person"
"You're too much to keep, I should get rid of you" I said to him
"You're finally back" he said amused.
"The torture helped I guess"
"How about we go out tonight?" I nodded, I needed some fresh air after all.
"Yes! I want to drive your Ferrari this time" he said excited, he made me buy that stupid car because he thinks it's sexy and what kind of person thinks of a car as sexy? Cars are all the same to me.
"You're turning crazy Jace, that's just a car."
He stared at me like I was a foreign object "Drew, let's not go to this topic again because we all know you're the weird one"
"Give me 30 minutes to shower and we'll go"
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"What do you think of her?" Jace asked, we just came back from our little joy ride and I'm sitting in my office which he isn't supposed to be in but Jace is Jace he doesn't listen.
"Her?" I asked not averting my eyes from the reports I needed to evaluate.
"Aubrey" he replied, I jerked my head surprising the both of us.
"Beautiful, I find her eyes fascinating. Those beautiful blue orbs that seemed so full of life and her hair, it was like sunbeams in a woman's head" I wasn't so sure what I said wrong because he stared at me wide-eyed then he shook his head and blinked before speaking, "I meant about her being involved with your brother" I nodded, "wait, forget about that, did you just say you find Aubrey beautiful?" he asked in disbelief
I shrugged "I just don't find her beautiful, I bet everyone does" he glared at me.
"You're boring, you finally talk about a girl you like and you don't show any emotion at all. Can't you act something like a shy love struck little girl, or a denying bitch, or a teenager who acts all grumpy to cover up her feelings, or something that would give me a reason to make fun of you?" he asked me in disbelief
I frowned, "I never said I like her, she's beautiful and you don't see a girl that pretty in every, I believe century?" I asked no one in particular.
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Deception (Lesbian Story)
Romance--- "I was forced to master the Art of Deception in order to save my brother's ass. I was just supposed to do what I had do and disappear like I didn't even fucking exist. Forget everyone; forget I had met you. But I found myself realizing that it...
