41. Object Of Thought

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by maiyavalentinne

by maiyavalentinne

Rue POV

The Blake Guy was the definition of complete fuckboy asshole. I didn't care about him even though he tried to get at me. All I wanted was to be with Jules and my family. I was gonna drive my car following mom and Jrue.

I didn't get why the Blake Guy was stuck in my mind. It was something about him that stuck to me. Not his whacky e-boy appearance, but something else. Nothing attractive but I just didn't get why he was really there. Maybe I was thinking too much into it. I'm good at overthinking.

I tried calling Todd again. No answer.

"Fuck!" I said.

When we arrived home I seen Jules's car and I immediately jumped out.

"Jules!" I yelled.