Your Guardian Angel (GirlXGirl)

Chp. 27

RILEY’S POV-

Jenson was staring up at me, she was either in shock from the kiss or because I had admitted I was waiting for her to answer me truthfully.

But I think it was the kiss that left her speechless.

She stammered, “J-Jake is gonna be wondering where I am…”

I felt a familiar pang of hurt in my heart when she said his name… she didn’t want him to find out what was going on between her and I. I wanted to tell Jake, just to rub it in his face that he has competition but Jenson would hate me.

“I’ll tell him that you got sick and I had to bring you home… please come home with me…”

She stared at me, and nodded slowly, “Ok.”

I smiled, and then disappeared back into the crowd of people, and then I found Jake. He was talking to a girl, and I tilted my head, he was… flirting. I shook my head as I walked up to him and he removed his arm from her shoulders, “Jenson got sick so I’m taking her home.”

He looked past me, “Where is she?”

“Waiting in the car.”

He nodded, “Fine, whatever.”

I rolled my eyes, “Sounds like you’re concerned, asshole.”

Then I stalked away, and then as I was opening to exit through the gate I ran straight into Bren. I groaned, he was like a frikkin brick wall, he looked down on me, “Where’s Jenson? I know she’s here.”

I rolled my eyes, I knew Jenson could see me from where she was, but I wasn’t going to look at her. That would cause him to look for her, “Dude what’s your problem? She obviously doesn’t want to see you.”

He grabbed my hair from the back of my head, forcing my neck back, I groaned in pain. I wasn’t scared though, I knew I could take him down if I wanted. He whispered, “Tell me where the fuck she is or I’ll beat you, I need her.”

I rolled my eyes, “You don’t need her Bren, you’re a grown fucking boy, now let go of me before I fucking hurt you.”

He tightened his grip instead, “Where. Is. She.”

I grabbed his arm then, squeezing with all my might and releasing pain into him. He crippled, I could tell he was in pain, and I felt the anger, the depression leave my hands, and I knew my powers were doing this to him. He moaned in pain, “Stop…”

I squeezed harder, his hand released my hair and he collapsed to the ground.

He was looking up at me in fear but I knew he wasn’t able to move quite yet, so I bolted to Jenson’s car and throwing it into reverse and speeding out of the lawn.

Jenson was frightened, “He could’ve killed you! How did you do that…?”

I shook my head, not wanting to even touch on the subject and lie about the explanation.

My head was aching but other then that I was fine, I sped down the road and to my house. Pulling up and throwing the car back in park, I looked at Jenson, “Why do you pick the stupidest people to be in your life?”

She tilted her head, then shaking, “I don’t know…”

We got into my room, I locked my house and headed to my room where Jenson was waiting for me. She was sitting on my bed, she looked up slowly, “So…”

I looked at her, her blonde waves, her blue eyes glowing at me, her legs were crossed, being hugged by some sexy skinny jeans…

She tilted her head, “Stop checking me out.”

I found her gaze and I smiled, “Why…?”

She stood, walking up to me, and now I was the one who was nervous, “Because,” she put her hand on my hip, “I said so.”

I looked at her longingly, Was she flirting…with me? I tilted my head, our faces inches away now, and I wanted to kiss her. The kiss at the party was nice, but I wanted her to kiss me back good, confident in herself… like she meant it.

Like she loved me.

I grabbed her hand, “Jenson… please…”

She slipped her hand out of mine, taking a quick step back and folding her arms across her chest. “Riley… I just don’t know…”

I sighed heavily, “You know you love me… why can’t you just give me a chance?”

She ran her hand in her blonde hair, looking desperate, “I’m not gay Riley! I’ve never felt anything for a girl! I’m not gay!”

“But you feel something for me, I know you do…”

She rubbed her arms slowly, as if she was cold, “I don’t know yet Riley…”

I sat on my bed, deciding this conversation was going nowhere. She joined me, curling up in my bed spread and looking at me. She could tell I was upset, and her emotions were running high, I could feel everything she was.

I stared at her, “Jenson…”

“What?”

“When will you know?”

She grabbed my hand under the sheets, good sign, “Please… be patient, it’s hard for me… it’s different Riley. You’re my best friend… I don’t know what I would do without you…”

I nodded, I know though…

She would die without me.