Whip's Whisper

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Jen's POV

"Don't be silly Tris, I wanted it too", I told him with a slight smile. He seemed to have brightened up but I fell back, sighing from the exhaustion of these past few days. As I thought about the past events, Tristan came and placed his head onto my chest. It was quiet now and the atmosphere had suddenly thickened.
"Im thinking about dropping out of school, there's nothing there for me anymore", He says breaking the silence. I began caressing his hair searching for the right thing to tell him..
"Trust me Tris, I've made that mistake already. Don't do it", I tell him and he turned and looked at me.
"Well then I'm not going to prom, that for sure is a waste of my time", he then says and I sigh allowing the silence to take over.
"Do you know what I regret though?" I asked breaking the silence. This was making my heart heavy. He shook his head. I took a deep breath and sighed again answering "Never going to my prom. It was supposed to be my time to shine you know. I hope you don't regret not going to yours."
"I wont...unless you come with me to mine...as my date", he suggested and I laughed without answering him. I mean, could I...

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      I woke up at six and when I saw Tristan still beside me, it sorta made me smile. His breath made my entire body warm which felt nice. I haven't been this close to a male since...I don't even know.
  I showered and dressed into a light pink silk blouse and creme pants. I got as far as tasting my coffee when the buzzer started going off like crazy. I took my slow time getting to the mini Smart Tv posted on the wall by the stairway gazing down at the teenage girl staring into the camera.
"Hellooo? Ms. Hills I know you're in there!" Her voice shouted. It was Kristen, Tristan's ex/baby momma. I chuckled softly placing the coffee mug down. Instead of sending Henry to discard her off my property like I would always do to strangers, today I'd like to do it myself.
   Still taking my time, I waltzed down to the large gates nodding at Henry who pressed something behind his back. The gates unleashed and a flaring teenager came forward eyes looking around.
"Where is he? Where the fuck is he?" She asked and I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, jacket and jeans and converse. Aw what happened to Ms. popular dick sucker?
"Where is who?" I calmly asked, a disgusting bitch smirk on my face. It made her even angrier to the point where she took a step forward and raised her hand. I applied weight to my other leg and yawned as Henry intervened. With all of the hate, she growled "I know Tristan is here."

  I chuckled rolling my eyes, now over it all. "It was funny a minute ago but now you just need to get the fuck off my property", I said to her raising my voice. I took a few steps forward until I could feel the heat radiating from her sweater. I tilted my head to whisper in her ear, "And the next time you ever make a move like that, you'll be making it in your coffin." I watched her side eye me and grinned, licking my teeth then stopping and turning on my heels shoving my hands in my pockets.
"What to do with her?" Henry asked as she began screaming profanities. Without looking back, I answered "I don't know but make sure she's gone."

   I returned to the kitchen to find Tristan staring at the Smart Tv. "Why was she here?" He asked turning to me. I tapped my nails on the counter and shrugged, "I don't know. Teenage girl issues." He watched as Henry shut the gates locking Ms. crazy outside.
"Look Tris, you're gonna have to stop coming here. I cant have your little girlfriends raising any suspicions", I said evading his eyes.
"What? What do you mean?" He asked and I didn't say anything. This was harder for me than for him. "Are you serious?"
Still no answer.

"Why the fuck do you do this to me?! You know how much I fucking love you!" He shouted and I looked at him, hiding my emotions well. That was mostly the purpose of the lashes.
"Just listen to me for once, Im just trying to keep you safe!" I lashed back at him. He pulled at his hair then turned and slammed his fist into the wall.