The Heartbreaker's Game

20 - Wait, What?

Trevor’s POV

Silly girl.

When she shouted at me to leave, she seemed so livid so I thought I should give her one day off without me. Of course, I still needed to make sure that she was okay, that Jared or anyone doesn’t try doing anything funny with her so I just turned invisible instead. That way, she would think I’ve gone off and I get to keep an eye on her.

I waited for her in the living room. Finally she came out, wearing her school uniform. “Trevor?” she called out but I didn’t answer.

Frowning, she strode over to my room and opened the white door. I followed silently after her. I couldn’t see her face expression as her back was turned to me but she was peering inside the empty room. I’d cleaned up before I turned invisible.

Was it my imagination but did her shoulders just slouched with disappointment?

She thought I was gone and she seemed disappointed! Happiness filled me up with that thought. But, then again, if she’d walked over to my cupboard and open its door, she would find my tiny luggage sitting on the bottom of the cupboard.

Instead she turned around and I saw the upset look on her face.

Oh dear.

Is she worried about me? Is she sad that she ‘drove me away’?

I backed away as she exited my room. Wordlessly, she grabbed her bag and walked out of the apartment. I decided to follow her to school. What if she met Jared or some perverted rapist along the way?

I needed to make sure that she’s safe.

On the way to school, I heard her muttering to herself, “Stupid alien.” She kicked a pebble. “Where is he?” She paused before smacking herself on the forehead with her palm. “Wait, what am I saying? I should be happy that he’s gone!”

I smiled smugly. Ah, so she was thinking about me. It looks like I’ve made rather a big impression on her.

Just then she stopped by at a coffee shop where a girl wearing the same uniform came out, holding two cups of coffee. I presumed that was her friend. I followed them, keeping a distance so they wouldn’t hear my footsteps, but closely enough to be able to hear what they were talking about.

They were talking about how her friend tried to set her up with someone and now she’s trying to do the same. For some weird reason, I felt . . . anger . . . burning up inside of me at the thought of Heather going out with some other guy. And it wasn’t because I had to make her mine for the purpose of the Game, but just because I didn’t feel comfortable thinking about it.

I was . . . I don’t know.

I looked up and saw Heather looked reluctant to agree to her friend’s plan. That cheered me up slightly. I wonder if she was thinking about me as she hesitated while her friend continued to beg.

Damn, her friend is so annoying.

But then she sighed. “I’ll think about it,” she told her friend and her friend hugged her. Judging from the tone of her voice and her facial expression, she only said that to appease her friend — not that she really wants to out on a date with someone she doesn’t know and haven’t met.

I smiled, feeling happy that I could dance.

That was, until I saw Jared and Ryan loitering outside the school gates.

I scowled. I did not trust them, nor do I like them. They might try do something funny to Heather again. So I turned myself visible just for them to see me. When they looked up, they saw Heather and smirked. But then Ryan’s gaze landed on me and I glowered at him. His face went pale and he nudged Jared.