Bad Boy Hemmings ➸ Sequel

9.

Luke Hemmings' P.O.V.

"Well I bet there are pictures of you with the guy you where with last night online." I could hear Amayah speak from down the hallway. What?

I stopped in my tracks and listened furthur, but only heard a name. "Nevaeh."

Of course.

Everything around here started to remind me of her, from the red apples sitting in the fruit bowl on the kitchen table, to the chipped edges of the tubs. It's getting crazy.

Before I could make up my mind, I pulled up 'Google' on my phone and typed in 'Nevaeh Sky'.

A massive amount of photos pulled up of her at random places; at the mall, grocery store, drug store, book store, beaches, parks, everything. The most recent photos where posted at 12:34am last night of her and some brown haired guy. He was rubbing her hands as they sat in a café, talking about only god knows what.

My hand clenched around the small electronic, making white dots appear on the sides of the screen.

The thing that got me worked up the most is the sting of pain and jealousy that coursed through my sences, making even more confused. I didn't care about her, right?

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"Hello, you're speaking with Jolynn, how may I help you this evening?" A voice spoke into the phone.

"Um, hello. I would like to schedule an appointment?" I asked, nervous as ever.

"Ah yes, you must come into my office to sigh up for appointment. My office is open from 9-10 pm from Monday to Thursday, you're welcomed any time, sir. Thank you." Then the women hung up.

I'll just go in tomorrow, I thought, anything to get help on this crazy situation.

These are so short but I've posted three of them so that makes up for it, I guess:)

Ily

-Em.xx