I Hate You Jace Chapter 33
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“Don’t say anything, just stay still for me, and wrap your arms on me too… Little cat” his voice came in a hush.
Jarvis’s eyes widened again…
Did he just apologize? Did the almighty Jace just say sorry to her? Did he just hug her and did he just tell her to hug him back?
She’s still in shock as she stayed still, and Jace’s arms tightened on her.
“Your arms” he whispered, and she slowly raised them, wrapping them on him too, hugging him back like he wants.
She could feel him inhale in relief, and the fresh breath from his thin nostrils hit her neck, tickling her so much that she couldn’t hold back her chuckle.
He broke the hug to look at her, and she had to pin her lips on each other.
“You’re ticklish” he said with raised brows
“No. I only chuckled because…
Before she could finish, he tickled her on the sides, and she laughed out loudly, stepping away from him.
“Stop it! Ok fine I’m ticklish, jerk!” she laughed, and he smiled, going closer to grab her hand.
“What?” She asked, but he didn’t reply till he took her back to the seats where they sat beside each other. He made sure there’s no space between them this time.
“You haven’t told me where you got my number from” she said.
“Housing office” he replied, touching his brow ring slightly.
“What about your wound?” She asked, and he turned to her.
“You can see for yourself” he said, and she raised her hand to his bangs, raising them from his forehead to see the wound.
The plaster is gone, and it’s starting to scar.
“They sell anti-scar creams at the pharmacy, you should get it to clear the scar” she said, but he remained silent.
She looked down at his face and met him staring with a naughty smile on his pink lips.
“What are you thinking?” She smiled.
“I badly wanna see how your backside moves in that bum short” he whispered, and she gasped.
“You say anything that comes to your mind, don’t you?” She said.
“Yeah, I hate pretending” he replied.
“But you love pretending to be ok when you’re not” she said seriously, and he went silent.
“Something happened in England, right? Where did you get the wound from?” She asked carefully.
“You ask too many questions” he replied without looking at her.
“Can’t help it, I’m curious” she said.
“My family is far complicated” he said.
“I know, and… maybe if you share the story you’ll feel better” she replied.
“I’ll tell you a little the next time we visit the orphanage” he said.
“Promise?” She brought her face closer, and he smirked.
“You know how dangerous that move is” he said, and she quickly made to shift back, but he grabbed her by the neck, gently pulling her in.
He lowered his lids, staring hard at her lips, and that made her nervous again, then his palm ..the coldness on her neck…
How could a human palm be so cold? But despite the coldness, his touch burns…
And as a smoker, she wasn’t expecting his palm to be so soft, but it’s so tender that she found herself leaning into it, and his eyes darkened.
“If you keep tempting me like this, then I can’t promise i won’t lose control, and if I lose control, I won’t stop, so unless you want me to grab you and kiss the f**k out of your pretty lips, then avoid bringing your face closer all the time” he whispered, and she swallowed as he gently let go of her.
She couldn’t form a word for the next two minutes, just staring into space, and the spot he touched on her neck was still burning as if his hand is still there.
When did she even become so vulnerable to his touch? She has no idea.
“Speechless?” His voice came.
“Huh?” She faced him, and he suddenly stood, squatting in front of her.
His eyes went to her knees, and he remembered their first meeting when he knowingly set his leg on the way and made her fall, the scars are still there.
His mood changed slightly, and she noticed immediately.
“Are you ok?” She asked.
He hasn’t replied when her phone rang…it’s Dorothy calling.
“Where are you? We’re about to start cooking! Come fast!” She shouted over the phone.
“I have to go now, bye!” Jarvis waved at him, and he replied with a short smile as she rushed out of the stadium.
He badly wants to comment on how cute her @ss was moving in the bum short, but he didn’t talk till she left completely, then he sat back.
GUILT, that settled deep inside him immediately he saw the scars on her knees-caused by him, and he couldn’t fight it.
Someone suddenly settled beside him, and he didn’t bother to look up before knowing who it is.
“What are you doing here, Marcus?” He asked, and Prof. Marcus smiled.
“I can’t remember the last time you talked to me respectfully”
“F**k respect, you don’t deserve it” Jace replied and stood.
“If you’re planning to play with Jarvis like you do to other girls, then stop it right now” Marcus said, and he stopped.
“She’s my best student, and i won’t want a situation where she’d start losing focus cos you played her” Marcus continued.
“You really think you have the right to tell me what to do?” Jace faced him with piercing, glaring eyes, and he stood.
“I’m your brother, and…
Before he could say the next word, Jace already landed a punch on his face, causing him to fall back on the chair with a bleeding lip.
“Brother? Don’t you dare! We might have the same mother, but heck,, you’re far from the word brother and you know it! I started getting tattoos because of you motherfûker! Stay away from me!” He gnarled and stormed out of the stadium
Prof. Marcus stood and got an hanky which he wiped his lip with, then he wiped the little tear that came out of his eyes.
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Jace went to the hostel kitchen straight, and immediately he started breaking plates, the maids clustered on a side, watching him display his rage as usual.
Ms. Zoe isn’t around this time.
“Dude!!” Collins shouted, appearing with Megan, Ashley and Latto.
He tried stopping him, but Jace pushed him away and he fell on the broken plates, getting wounded.
“Collins!” The girls rushed to him as he started bleeding.
Jace dropped the last piece of plate, and blood was dripping down from his left hand as he left the scattered kitchen.
“I’m fine” Collins told the girls as they helped him up.
“What was that?” Ashley said, looking terrified.
“You haven’t witnessed Wolfie’s madness before? Well that was it” Megan replied.
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TO Be Continued
