To Love Jeremy Lockhart ✔️

= Chapter 47 =

"If I tell you...you would have to tell me where you go every Saturday. We'll both have to open up every...single ...secret, are you willing to risk that? " I challenged, taking a intimidating step closer. He tried to hold that glare, but looked away.

"You know what Sky? I give up...On you, on trying so hard to be perfect for you, on trying to open you up to make you realize that you're not alone.
But I finally understand...that my efforts are just gonna end up like someone who is waiting for it to rain in the dessert— useless and disappointing. Maybe I'll just finally follow what you tell me to do—I won't care about you anymore." He raised his hands in defeat as he got into the car and slammed the door shut.

My mouth hung wide open, regretting my words almost immediately. How could I be so selfish two times in a day?

"Are you going to get in or what?" He asked passively, the familiar vibe he gave me the first time we spoke hit me.

Feeling infuriated would be a understatement. I felt more than angry, but I wasn't sure whether I was angry at myself or Jeremy. The drive to the shop was extremely quiet, with 'The A Team' by Ed Sheeran playing through the radio.

He got out of the car without a word, and walked ahead into the shop without waiting for me. I hated these feelings of regret and guilt he could make me feel.

The Goldfish Paradise Shop was painted in vibrant colours, it's shelves were filled with different aquariums and a range of fishes.

"Anyone here? Hello?" Jeremy called out. I, on the other hand, inspected the interior of the shop more in detail. Near the counter, were pictures, family
pictures I suppose.

Holding the picture frame in my hands, I couldn't believe my eyes.

"Err...Jeremy? You might wanna see this." I called out, still having my eyes on the picture.

"Skylar, don't. Turn. Around. " Jeremy said sternly, but out of instinct, I whipped around.

"Surprise kitten, I guess we meet again." His venomous voice spoke.

"Wait you know Razor?" Jeremy looked between Razor and I in confusion, while having a gun pressed against his forehead.

Ignoring his question, I looked back at Razor. "You and Dante are related?"

"Yes, is it such a big deal?" He spoke though his Russian accent.

"Of course it is! Then why did it seem like he was afraid of you when you caught us shooting Nerf at you?"

"Haven't you heard of faking it, darling?" He looked at me with amusement.

Gripping the photo frame in anger, I couldn't believe how easily I could be fooled.

"So you are 3W! ? You've been sending us these anonymous notes, in order to lead us to a trap?" I wasn't scared by the fact that the pistol was aimed right at Jeremy's forehead, especially after seeing his failed attempts of using a gun.

"What kind of bullshit are you talking about? I'm a wrestler, not some person who writes love notes or those shit!" He looked disgustedly at me, as if I was insane.

"All I want is blondie, over here, to be dead. Cause I finally know who he is, you're the—" a feminine voice interrupted Razor.

"postav'te etot pistolet! Chto, chert voz'mi, ty delayesh' Dicklin?! (Put the pistol away! What the hell are you doing Dicklin?!) " Upon hearing the old frail woman's words, Razor removed the gun from Jeremy forehead.

"Mama..." Razor looked down in regret.

"RUN SKYLAR!" Using that opportunity, we sprinted out into the car and sped away.

Panting, we both took a while to catch our breaths. I couldn't quite comprehend how fast things escalated back at the shop, from finding out that Razor and Dante were related to running out of the shop.

"It all makes sense." Jeremy said between breaths.

"What makes sense?"

"Remember I told you that I bought my first pet fish from that shop? Well, I bought it with Dante, he actually paid for it since I didn't couldn't afford it. "

"So you think that 3W! wanted us to find out that Dante and Razor were related?" I suggested.

"No, that was just a coincidence. He wants to hint to us that this whole kidnap had something to do with Dante, I think." Jeremy looked back at me before averting his eyes back onto the road.

Jeremy's phone rang for the fifteenth time, and I was starting to get annoyed. "Why don't you pick it up?"

"It's Kai, he's probably calling to beg me to buy his favorite peanut-butter waffles from Miami. I have to admit, they sell one of the best waffles just around the corner." He licked his lips.

"Oh come on, just pick it up!" I pulled the phone out of his hand before pressing the 'answer' button and turning it onto loudspeaker.

"FINALLY YOU ANSWERED! Seriously, what's a phone for if you mute it?"  Kai yelled.

"I only mute it when you call, Kai and you better not be calling for those peanut-"

"No, this is serious JJ " Gabriel spoke this time.

"You wouldn't want to know this but the news is spreading like wildfire through the neighbourhood." I could imagine Kai shaking his head in disbelief.

"Just tell us," I spoke up.

"...Dante is missing."