Heartbreaker | Jaden Hossler ✅

Part 17

Jaden's POV:

My mouth had crashed onto hers. Hers started moving in too much of a fast pace, before I lowered the tone. Her lips were getting hectic around mine. Was kissing her a good idea?

One of her hands was treading to grab my neck, while I still held her from her elbows, since I pulled her in.

I couldn't fit tongue in, cause she wouldn't let me at all. I tried on and on but everytime I felt like she was much closer to biting me than before.

A minute or two later, before anything better than this could actually happen, I realized we were being stalked for a while. I separated our lips and looked out the corridor window as a female intern watched us. Fuck, there goes half of my reptutation in this fucking hospital. Good thing I'm never coming back to this place.

The young brunette that was watching us opens the door. "You guys do know that these are windows, right?" She nail-taps the windows besides her as she comes in.

I take a serious look at her and find that she's actually pretty good looking.

"God.. I.. We're sorry.." Signa speaks for both of us and she eagerly separates from me, sitting back down on the couch.
I scoff as she tries to hide the not so angelic side of her.

"Sorry for interrupting.." The intern raises her brows. "Although, you should be more cautious with things like that" She finally walks in, and smiles at both of us, her cheeks filling the dimples that singlehandedly showed themselves.

As she walked along to the counters that were sided in the room, I watched how her legs moved with her skirt tight to the brim. Damn, that's nice.

"Alright!" The chick stands in front of me, and eyes me head to toe. I watch her with a cocky look before she continues. "have you been told to not move your face as much? As in your lips, or any other thing that you may move easily?"

I eye her, drowsily "Yeah.."

"But, you've been kissing?" she points at both of us with a confused but knowing look.

"yeah, so what?" I reply and see how Signa confusingly scrambles in her seat.

"So.. don't."
I can't help but sigh and turn away from the nice butt-cheeks.

I hear her walk a few steps with her black heels and gently stop.
"Look, He may be your boyfriend or anything like that, but he can't force his mouth like you can right now, so you have to leave him be for a week or so. Do you understand that?" She speaks to Signa as If she were a kid who couldn't learned the whole alphabet yet.

I strongly blink as I watch them.

"I'm not-" Signa begins but I cut her at her words.
"She's not actually my girlfriend or ever will be.. but you on the other hand.."

I take the position to fit my words in. It was the right time, you can't say It wasn't.

"I'm 22, too big for you.. or any of your friends out there." She says, with sass. Signa tries to peek from the chair to the corridors. I could tell she didn't want to be in here anymore. Camille must reassure her in some weird, fucking, magical way.

"So? I can do you better than anyone else your age." She turns to me with the smallest despising eyes.

"No thank you, I've had better." She nods and turns to the counters again.

I bite my lips in redemption and continue watching Signa. Her face was bony as she held a small fragment of oxygen in her mouth.

"I just have to prescribe you some pills and you're good to go. We've contacted your parents and they agreed with managing your bruises at home. In some weeks you'll be completely able to have some privacy with her, got that?" The chick turns to me and I just nod. Yeah, fuck off, I just wanna get home now. You shamed me.

Oh fuck.. I forgot about Claire.

I couldn't be there for her in the fucking morning. What the hell of a brother am I If I can't show up for her when she needs me. If no one took her to school I'm gonna be real fucking mad. I might shred every bit of the house If I understand that they're not taking care of her like they should.

And that's what's been happening for more than three months now.

"You still there?" The intern stared at me as I was deep in my thoughts.

"Yeah, just fucking prescribe them already." I cuss her out just for the sake of getting out of here.

"Look, I'm not going to tolerate an angsty teen boy cussing me out of nowhere. I can-"

"I just have to get out of here, love. I need to get home and see how things are going on over there. Could you just call one of my parents and tell them what I need to take. That's all.. for fuck's sakes" I thump on the bed with one of my fists. Anger had already taken part in me, but I tried my best to fume It down.

"Here" She hands me a paper. "And here" She also hands me a handful of my clothes, which I hadn't seen before. There was blood on the
shirt.

She smiles at me and turns over to Signa. "Watch out with him, he's a feisty one, but you must know already!" She smiles at both of us and leaves. Why did she smile even after I completely took It out on her. Are there really people who don't have emotions?

I get into the bathroom and put on the clothes she had given me. Signa was still silent on the couch once I got out. After my rumble, she didn'r say a word, she just watched the floor with any thought in her head.

"Bye" I said, as I knocked her head with the palm of my hand. Still, she gave me no attention.

I walked out the room and passed on by Camille. She looked up at me as I left, but said nothing more.

My good friend wasn't here anymore, which seemed very, very weird.. to me.
I will literally beat the shit out of him after what he's done to me.

Fact is, I still don't know what I look like. The bathroom didn't have a mirror. Looked like there was one, but It broke. The square of the mirror was still marked on the blue walls.

My eyes caught attention when I saw the last intern, the one whom I tormented, sat alone in another room, staring at absolutely nothing.

Am I magical today.. cause every person I've spoken to has gone completely fucking insane, to what I understand.

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