a/n: i'm going to start putting the translation next to the words since it was suggested.
there was a handful so please correct me lol
I slowly opened my heavy eyes and sitting up in the car seat. My head was killing me as if I was hit by a train and had a heavy hangover. How did I even end up here? All I remember is that dinner party with Axel, Jaxon bursting in looking very angry, and I walked out with him. The rest of my memory is hazy.
It was still night out for sure. I guess I was only out for a few minutes.
I looked over at Jaxon who was driving. He didn't look back at me. He kept his eyes on the road. I wasn't sure if he was angry or not but, he seemed more relaxed than earlier. My head started to ache again and I couldn't help but, rub it.
"How are you feeling?" He queried.
He mumbled something but, I couldn't hear what he said. He eventually got louder for me to hear him. "You drunk the wine."
I sighed in exasperation. "What's so important about that damn wine?"
"Because he was going to drug you." He snapped at me. I was taken back by his anger all of the sudden and from what he said. Axel seemed so genuine to me. I didn't suspect that he would do something like that.
"I only took a sip before you smacked it out of my hands like a madman." I frowned.
"Doesn't matter. It still got in your system."
I stared out the window deep in thought. Axel may actually be a bad guy. Well, he is a bad guy. I can't believe he was going to do that to me. What would've happened if Jaxon didn't show up? I mean, not saying that I wouldn't depend on Tyler but, him against all those guards... I don't think the outcome would be pleasant.
Jaxon is really trying to protect me... like he said he would.
The replayed last night of what I remembered back in my head. "Wait. What was Caleb doing there with you?"
Jaxon kept driving ignoring me. I crossed my arms, glaring at the side of his face. "I know you hear me talking to you."
"I know." He said.
I rolled my eyes, sitting back in the seat. "Fine, just don't talk to me then," I mumbled. Why is he so irritating?!
I'll just ask Caleb myself. Knowing him, he doesn't like the pressure of being questioned head on. I know he wouldn't lie to me but, keeping a secret like this from me is something new...
"I thought you said you were going to Kamila's?" My Dad questioned as soon as I walked in the door. I can't even get a second to breathe in this house first. It finally dawned on me that I texted Mom about me going over to Kamila's house.
"I was." I lied.
"I called over there, Kimora." My Dad eyed me suspiciously.
Shit. I'm busted.
I'm going to be grounded for a month now! Maybe stuck with some disgusting chores...
"If you were going to be with Jaxon, you should've just said so."
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