CHAPTER THIRTY THREE

Alex's POV

"Jack are you up?" I whispered glancing up to see him sleeping peacefully. I smiled to myself and relaxed down into the bed, resting my head on his chest. I closed my eyes and tried to fall back asleep.

Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt. I internally groaned as Jacks phone vibrated on the nightstand.

"Shut the fuck up." I moaned picking it up in an attempt to shut it up. I looked down at the screen and froze.

Why the fuck was Rian texting Jack? I looked over to see Jack still sleeping and quietly pressed open.

Rian: I'll b back from Vacation on Thursday, not Friday. Lex still doesn't know, right?

I frowned. What plan? I quickly closed the message and looked over to see him still sleeping. I clicked open his messages from earlier and browsed through them.

Jack: When do u get back from ur vacation or whatever? Are we still on for the plan?

Rian: I should be back by Friday. And yeah were still on it. Alex doesn't know- right?

Jack: No. Is this weekend good? I know theres football practice so it should work out just fine.

Rian: Okay. Sounds good. See U then.

Why were Rian and Jack texting about Rian being on vacation? And what the fuck was this plan? I went back a few days ago and opened his messages from then.

Jack: I have a few ideas for the plan. Will U B here this weekend?

Rian: No I'm going to be down in Florida. I'll be here the weekend after though. What've you got in mind?

Jack: Well every Saturday morning at 9 the football team has practice. My cousin Zack is fucking huge and can legit take down fucking Blake. I was thinking if after football practice we can get Blake alone. . .

Rian: I like it. Devious >:D I think the fucker deserves it. So we aim for the weekend after this one them we beat the living shit out of Blake?

Jack: Thats what I was thinking. But I don't think we should tell Lex. I know he would be against the whole hurting Blake thing.

Rian: I agree. I hate to hide things from him but I know how much he hates bullying.

I looked up and saw Jack still fast asleep. I frowned and closed the message placing his phone back on the nightstand. I quietly stood up and snuck out of his room and into the guest room. I needed some space to think this over. That's all.

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"Alex? You okay?" Jack said quietly from beside me. I groaned and buried my face in the pillow, in no mood to talk. "Babe are you mad at me?" He said quietly.

"Yhofre frohhne wrean larst nihte." I mumbled into the pillow.

"What?" He said confused from my muffled voice.

"I said, your phone rang last night." I replied picking my head up. He looked at me quizzically. "What fucking plan am I not supposed to know about?" I said angrily, waiting to see if he would lie to me.

"Alex why the fuck would you go through my phone?" He snapped. "Don't be a fucking dick!"

"Jack why the fuck would you rape me?" I snapped back. "I'm sorry, I think you're the fucking dick here." I growled standing up. I walked towards the door as Jack grabbed my arm and pulled me back.