CHAPTER TWELVE (PART 1)
I was sitting on the front porch, waiting for Jake to come out. I irritably scratched my head since my wig was getting itchy.
Suddenly, the front door opened as Jake came out of it. Camille was nowhere in sight.
"Uhm...so...are you okay?" I stood up and asked him uncomfortably.
At first he just looked at me and then, without warning, he threw his arms around me. I stumbled back a few steps.
This is certainly NOT what I was expecting.
"Oh, Scarlett, I'm so sorry! I yelled at you earlier. I know it's unforgivable but will you forgive me?" He pouted while his hands traveled to my waist.
"Get off of me, monkey!" I kicked his abdomen. He didn't seem to notice my attack since he clinged to me like a magnet and pressed his cheeks against mine.
"Do. Not. Touch. Me." I said very slowly and I gave him a death glare.
He held his hands up in surrender and backed away from me about an inch away. I dramatically rolled my eyes.
"So, where's the place?" He asked, out of the blue.
"The place? Where is Robert Whetherford's secret hideout?" He asked in an unusually low voice.
I pulled the piece of paper out of my pocket. When he tried to grab it away from me, I hid it behind my back. He narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips.
"Seriously, Scarlett? I didn't think you were this childish. I was--"
"What did you talk about?" I asked him in a stern voice.
"What?" His eyebrows were knitted together in confusion.
"You and Camille. What did you talk about?" I repeated myself. His expression fell slightly but it only took a second before he forced a smile out.
But I saw it.
The look of sadness was on his face. Even though it was just for a second, his face made my heart clench.
"Do...do you wanna talk...about it?" I scratched the back of my head. I felt uncomfortable asking these stupid questions but I can't of something else to say.
He fucking chuckled.
"You don't have to say something you don't wanna say, Scarlett. Let me see the address." He motioned me for me to give him the paper. Suprisingly, I gave it to him.
He scanned over the paper and a knowing look touched his face. "I know this place. It's like a day-and-a half drive from here."
He started walking. He must've thought I was following since he was talking to himself, looking like a dumbass.
"Scarlett?" He twirled around to see that I didn't move a single muscle from my spot. He frowned and motioned for me to join him in the front yard.
I sighed. I can't believe I'm actually following orders from him. I was about a meter away from him when he cursed.
"Shit, run!" He hissed. He grabbed my hand and we jumped over the bushes and hid behind them.
"What's going on?" I whispered.
He didn't reply but he was peeking through the tiny spaces between the leaves of the bushes. I followed his gaze and saw Nikki and Mia coming towards Camille's house.