Helanie:
I was shocked when he made it seem like he was only controlling his anger because of me. Why would he care?
"Huh, you want me to believe you even care?" Lucy said what I wanted to say.
"Of course I do, because she’s the only sensible person around me," he grinned, complimenting me. I rolled my eyes because I did not believe he truly thought of me in that light.
"Is that why you tried to kill her? Because you hate sensible people?" Lucy taunted him.
If I didn’t know these two, I would have thought they were lovers. The two argued endlessly and also weirdly enough, the two had sex the last time they were annoyed with each other. Even the thought of that sight made me nauseous.
"Hah! You’re just taking advantage of the fact that I’m not responding to you in the same tone. You’re saying whatever you think suits you while I’m being a gentleman and holding back my anger," he replied, perhaps giving himself a little too much credit.
The two started muttering at each other when my phone beeped. With a frown on my forehead, I stared at the caller ID.
I had saved some numbers, as the academy told us to. One of them was Kaye’s number. So why was it that Kaye was messaging me at this hour of the night?
While the two argued, I checked the message, and my mouth dropped. It was a half-picture of him, from his chin down to his chest. His black shirt was only partially opened, but it was his hand with a tattoo on the back of it sliding into the shirt that made me gasp. His Adam’s apple looked so appetizing. His strong and sharp collarbones seemed to call for me.
I stared at the image, feeling the heat rush to my cheeks. The strong, veiny hands with a black ring on his finger, and the tattooed hand sliding into the shirt— it was such a sight.
I felt my heart flutter for a moment.
"Right, Helanie?" Lucy calling my name made me realize I had been staring at my phone for way too long, and in the meantime, those two continued to argue.
I hadn’t even listened to what they were saying. My eyes kept diverting to the image and then to Kaye typing something.
What was he going to say now? Was it a tease?
"Hmm," I simply nodded at Lucy, who frowned before turning back to argue with Lamar.
"See? She agrees too," Lucy hissed at him.
"You want me dead?" The pain in Lamar’s voice made me realize what Lucy had probably said.
"No! I mean, don’t drag me into your argument," I protested, more curious and focused on what Kaye was doing than on the two of them at that moment. I knew their argument could wait—I needed to check Kaye’s message as soon as possible. ƒrēewebnovel.com
That’s when Kaye’s message popped up on the screen. I read it immediately, but what I saw was something I didn’t expect.
Trainer Kaye: Sorry, it was meant to be for someone else.
It was as if he had slapped me through the phone. I just stared at the text, wondering why.
How could he send this to me and then say it was meant for someone else? And wait! Who was it for?
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