One Mate and a Rejection

Chapter Twenty Two

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Chapter 22

I felt myself being lifted and than rested down, lifted and than rested down again until the moving sensation stopped.

I looked up from the car's window and caught sight of my house. I groaned.

My mom is gonna kill me.

Blade got out of the car and lifted me up.

"Ughh," I groaned again.

"Do you want me to go through the front door?"

"No, no!" I snapped immediately," my window is open, take me through there," I pointed to it with my finger.

He began to walk forwards and than stopped.

"What?" I muttered.

"Why do you keep your window open at night? Do you know that anybody can just walk in, and kidnap you!"

"Like who? You? You're the only stalker I have."

He rolled his eyes and climbed up the the tree, balancing me on the branch.

"I'm gonna die!" I graoned.

"Remind me to never get you drunk again," he muttered.

"I'm not drunk, somebody spiked the lemonade."

He lifted me up again and balanced me on the window sill. He climbed in through and lifted me in.

His eyed widened when he saw my room.

"Wow," he muttered," You're messy."

I rolled my eyes and climbed out of his arms immediately falling down.

If it weren't for his arms that caught me, I would have smashed my nose on the high heel on the ground.

I finally realized what was going on and blinked a couple of times.

"I think you should leave," I muttered, taking my shoes off.

"Not before you listen to what I have to say."

"I know Blade," I stood up and opened the air conditioner," You're sorry, everybody is always sorry."

"But nothing happened Em, I know you say you don't care but I know you do, you have to! Your jealousy has got you in denial-"

"wait wait wait, hold up, did you say jealousy! I wasn't jealous!"

"yes you were-"

"How do you know?"

"Because I get jealous! I go crazy when I see you being talked to by some guy or held by him , or dancing with him-"

I immediately understood what he meant. That dance with Jared, he was watching from the top steps.

"Fine," I snapped, stumbling to the side," I was jealous, so what? Do you like it that I was hurt? Did you feel like you've a-accomplished something in your life, having me admit that I went crazy after I saw you and that slut diana!"