Jenalyn: Daring to Defy (#1)[Complete]

Chapter 93: Jenalyn

Sunday, 7:26 P.M.

Dane: Pulling up in
10 at right side door.

I send the message to Jena, only half wishing I had to option to recall the message on my phone.

I really didn't want to have to show up at this fucking place. I really didn't fucking want it. I have so many other things I had to do these past 3 fucking hours- but of course, Jenalyn just had to go fucking around the first opportunity she fucking got.

She fucking wonders why I don't trust her though.

I clench the steering wheel harder. My blood has been boiling steady for so long now that I'm not even sure how I haven't managed to ram a motherfucker off the road just because I'm pissed.

I know she fucked him. I know she did, because it's fucking Jenalyn- that's just what she does.

How is she going to take an opportunity that I've allowed her, because I didn't have to do that, and turn around to use it as an opportinuty to fuck someone else?

Is she out of her fucking mind?!

I've been stewing on it too long... I've just been driving far too long, right? Maybe she didn't do anything at all?

I can feel the parts of my mind belonging to her trying to make me reason with myself- trying to tell me I'm overreacting over a picture, and that I haven't even seen her yet.

The parts of my mind I've managed to keep for myself though- the ones I don't let her torment and torture?

They know better.

Jenalyn: Ok daddy, I'm
already here.
Jenalyn: Please just let
me explain before you
get mad at me.

I'm almost surprised when I see that she actually followed directions and texted me back within a reasonable time frame. But I still can't help myself from being so mad.