Chapter 311

"He's not here so I don't know".

"I'd ask for it to be taken down. Hewon't like that it's on there".

Was she serious right now? It was afreaking photo and a nice one at that. IfJake wasn't happy about it, then tough.There was no need for the green-eyedmonster to make an appearance.

"I'm not going to do that and why areyou so worried?". I asked.

It was like treading on eggshells.Everyone always afraid of what he wasgoing to be like. Yes, he wasn't verygood at controlling his anger and hetook most of it out on them but comeon. It was time to stop being afraid ofhim.

"Eh because he's like a ticking imebomb when you argue. None of usever know who he's going to take it outon".

"We're not arguing".

“Yet. You're not arguing yet. Can Icome over?".

Wait, was she already in her car?

"Yeah, sure. Doors open".

As soon as I hung up,I called Jake.We weren't going to argue about thisbecause there was nothing to argueabout. We were past all that.

"Hey baby". He answered."You,okay?".

"There's a picture on Facebook fromprom. It's of me and Ryan and he'skissing my cheek. Are you bothered bythat?".

There was no point in sugar coatingit. If he wanted to be angry about it,then that was on him. If he was stilljealous because I know and talk toother boys, then again that was on him.

A laugh fell from his lips."Baby you'remine, you'll always be mine. I trust you;Ilove you. Why would that bother me?".

See, past it. We were past all thedrama of being jealous and kicking off.

"Just proving a point". My eyeslanded on Alanna as she appeared inthe living room.

"Okay baby I'll see you soon".

"See he's not bothered by it".

"Are you still pissed at us?". Sheasked.

"I'm not pissed I'm just fed up withthe bickering and the back and forth. Imean we're all friends and yet you twoact as if you hate each other".

"We went to dinner the other night".

“And?”.

“We're cool”.

“Really?”。

“Yeah, turns out when we're notbickering, we get along well".

They were too similar. Theirpersonalities clashed and both had bigpersonalities. Big voices and always hadto be out there.

"So, you kissed and made up then?". Iasked.

"Yeah, sort of. I still don't trust her, butwe won't talk about that. Is your gownat my mom's?". She asked.

Changing the subject was probablyfor the best. They were big enough to ort out their own issue with each other.Again,I was taking nothing to do with it.