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Revenge is Best Served Cold... Right? - Chapters 8 and 9

Here are Chapters 8 and 9! Enjoy.
Chapter Eight: The Dance

"Justice, you look phenomenal." Nathan said, smiling at me somewhat shyly.
"Thanks Nath." I said smiling at him and feeling truly flattered.
He led the way to the car and opened the doors for us like a true gentleman. He was quiet the whole drive and never said a thing as we talked. The only thing he said was, "We’re here". When we had arrived, he opened the doors for us again. "You two be good and stay out of trouble." He said giving us a stern look before kissing my cheek and leaning in to kiss Libby’s but then she moved at the last second so Nathan ended up kissing her full on. He pulled away after a moment, blushing and smiling. "Sorry," He said but I could tell he wasn’t sorry at all. He quickly got into the car and drove off, still wearing that cute little smile.

Libby looked absolutely shocked, "Don’t worry the feeling will soon wear off." I said, grinning. I wasn’t the least bit jealous about what he had done, I was actually really happy about the classic brother’s best friend story.
"Oh my God, what about Tom?? I mean he’s my boyfriend; I can’t just dump him for Nathan!!!" She said, I could tell she was really freaking out over this.
"Cool it, sis. Besides, don’t you know how many times Tom has cheated on you?" I said scornfully, I hated Tom to bits and I caught him cheating a ton of times but I never told Libby because she would never believe me.

"But he never meant it though." She said quickly covering for him, "he told me that he never ever would do something like that to me."
I sighed and shook my head but decided to leave it, "Ok well, let’s go." I said and we began walking towards the school doors. I was seriously beginning to have second thoughts now but I kept moving till someone stood in front of me.
That person was Courtney, "Hey Libby, who’s your friend?" she asked, sweetly smiling at me. "I’m Courtney by the way." She added looking at me.

I tried very hard not to laugh; she seriously didn’t recognize me. "What happened to your nose?" I asked pretending to not know her either.
"Oh, nothing." She said nonchalantly.
"I hope it gets better, sweetie." I said winking at her. She immediately recognized me and her face was filled with shock as I walked on.
Lib and I both burst out laughing once we're out of earshot and inside the school, "Did you see her face?" I asked.
"Yeah, I did and I got a picture!!" Libby said grinning at me. "Where’s Tom?" She wondered aloud.
Probably snogging some other girl, I thought in my head but aloud I said, "I don’t know."

"Hmm and where’s your husband?" She added.
"JACOB IS NOT MY HUSBAND." I whisper-yelled at her.
She smirked, "It's romance waiting to happen, Jaybird."
"Oh God, I hope not because here he comes." I said and sure enough. There he was in suit, his blonde hair was spiked up. I took in a sharp breath as I looked at him; he actually looked quite handsome and good-looking.
"Good luck." Libby said, squeezing my hand before going off to find Tom.
"You look hot." Jacob said scanning my body with his eyes "And beautiful." He added looking into my eyes.

I raised an eyebrow at him and played it cool even though he was making me ridiculously nervous. "Thanks, and you don’t look too bad yourself."
"Is that a compliment?" He asked, faking surprise, "and coming from you?"
"Don’t worry; I still got plenty of time to yell at you for kissing Courtney." I said, shrugging calmly.
A look a guilt crossed his face, "Um, well about that." He said.
"See you around." I said turning away and about to head off when he grabbed my hand.
"Wait, I didn’t kiss her, she forced it on me." He said quickly, "I’m telling you the truth." He added when he saw my doubt.
"Alright, fine. See you around." I said. I didn’t quite believe him as I started walking away. But Jacob was still holding my hand, "Jacob let go of my hand." I said quietly.
"You have to dance with me first." He said, "I am your date after all."
"Mmmm, how about this? No." I stated and glared at him.
"You’re scared." He said, tilting his head to the side and smirked, "You think I’m getting too close to you." He stepped towards me and I stepped back, actually feeling scared.

I had never been very close to a boy before, except for Liam, "I’m n-not scared." A slight stutter came out as I spoke and he smirked again.
He leaned in, so close that our noses were touching, "I believe you." He said, his voice sounded soft and silky. "So, will you dance with me?"
I put my hands on his chest to push him away but he was way more solid than he looked. He smiled, taking advantage of my surprise, took hold of my hand and started running it down his chest. I could feel all the muscles in his chest as he gently ran my hand down and then I quickly shoved him away, feeling embarrassed and blushing. "Yeah, fine let’s get this over with." I said quickly and tucked my hair behind my ear.

He smirked, "You have a hard time resisting me, don’t you?" He asked smugly.
"No, I have a hard time ignoring your annoying voice." I corrected, reluctantly taking his hand as he led me out to the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I, after a few moments of consideration, slid my arms around his neck. He leaned his forehead against mine so that again, our noses were touching.
"I make you nervous, even though you’re trying to hide it." He said, simply and looked into my eyes as if he was trying to read me like a book.
"You don’t make me nervous; I just don’t get this close to many guys." I admitted gruffly and stiffened a little.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at me with those mesmerizing brown eyes, "Do you know why I asked you to go to this dance with me and not Courtney?" He asked after a few minutes of silence, I shook my head and we almost ended up kissing because of me moving my head. "Because you made me fall in love with you the moment I met you." He said, his voice was quiet but I could tell he was being serious. Jacob then let go of my waist and walked away, leaving me stunned out on the dance floor.

"I love you, Jacob. I do." Were the first words out of my mouth but then I shook my head, what was I saying? I needed to find Libby, I had to talk to her, she would understand. I started to search, I searched the cafeteria trying to find her, and after about ten minutes I still couldn’t find her. "Oh, Libby where are you?" I asked feeling frustrated. I turned around looking for her but I instead bumped into Tess.
"Jay? Oh my Gosh! You look great!!" She squealed smiling at me. "Where’s your lover-boy?" She asked.

"I don’t know. I…" I trailed off as I turned around, still looking for Libby but instead saw Courtney and Jacob snogging again. I could feel tears stinging my eyes, "Um, could you hold these? I think I’ll just run home." I asked Tess and handed her my heels. I then started to run, I ran up the staircase and out of the school door. Tears ran down my face as I continued to run and run as far away from Jacob as possible. Just run, I told myself.

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Chapter Nine: Rhythm of Love

Jacob’s POV

I felt the urge to kiss her but she didn’t believe that I actually cared, "Because you made me fall in love with you the moment I met you." I said and I could remember when I first saw her, she looked amused, her cheeks and nose were a light shade of pink. Her eyes were emeralds, they flashed in a defiant way when she was angry, they sparkled when she laughed or smiled, and when she glared her eyes shot daggers at you. She was beautiful, funny, had a temper and was smart, not to mention I was in love with her. I let go of her waist and walked away, leaving her with that thought. I decided I needed to have a drink of water to clear my head.

"Hey Jakie!" Courtney gushed, smiling sweetly at me.

"Get lost Courtney. You ruined my life." I said ignoring her as I grabbed a cup filled with water.

"What do you mean, babe?" She asked innocently.

"I mean you kissed me, took pictures to send to Justice and make her mad." I stated and drank down the cup. "And I’m not your ‘babe’, Courtney."

"Justice? You mean that little freak that has no life? Come, babe, she’s not important, she’s just some weird fake." Courtney said dismissively, grabbing me and forcing her lips on mine.

I tried pulling her off me but man that girl had one strong grip. When she did let go all I saw was Justice running away, barefoot. I felt rage well up inside me, "You know what Courtney, you’re the fake, Justice is worth a million of you and nothing you say is ever going to change that." I said, glaring at her and started running after Justice. I ran out onto the street but I couldn’t see her anywhere. "Stupid!" I muttered and I would just have to wait till the weekend.

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Back to Justice's POV

Everyone was out of the house today except for Faith, so I decided to relax and enjoy myself for a while. I was wearing a red fitted t-shirt and gray sweatpants as I walked around the living room, picking up random toys off the floor and putting them away. I began humming Rhythm of Love by Plain White T’s and then I heard something that sounded like a guitar. It was playing the song I was humming. Who’s playing the guitar? I wondered and started down the hall to Faith’s room. I picked him out of his little cot.

"Music." He said giving a big smile.

"You hear it too? Well let’s go check it out, buddy." I said, heading towards the front door.

"My head is stuck in the clouds, she begs me to come down singing ‘Boy quit fooling around’. I say ‘I love the view from up here, warm sun and wind in my ears. We’ll watch the world from above as it turns to the rhythm of love." A voice sang from beyond the front door. I frowned; I knew that voice, it sounded a lot like Jacob’s. I opened the front door and there he was looking as handsome as ever. "We may only have tonight but till the morning sun you’re mine, all mine. Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love."

"Down." Faith commanded, so I put him down on the grass of the front yard.

"When the moon is low. We can dance in slow motion and all your tears will subside, all your tears will dry." He sang, reaching out with one hand and caressing my cheek. "Ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba. Da da-da dum Da da-da dum ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba ba-ba. Da da-da dum Da da-da dum" I smiled shyly at him. "And long after I've gone, you'll still be humming along. And I will keep you in my mind, the way you make love so fine. We may only have tonight but till the morning sun you're mine all mine. Play the music low and swing to the rhythm of love. Ohhhhhh. Play the music low and swing to the rhythm of love, yeah swing to the rhythm of love." He finished.

"Impressive." I said, "But don’t think I have forgiven you." I added.

"She forced me again; she’s doing it to deliberately make you mad. I swear." He said looking at me; his eyes were full of seriousness.

I sighed, "You’re lucky I don't hate you." I said before giving him a hug and then he did something that really stunned me. He kissed me, he pressed his lips against mine, and they were gentle and at the same time urgent but his touch felt electrifying. I kissed back, all my emotions for him were poured into one little kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his arms were around my waist, pulling me closer. My fingers tangled in his hair before I realized what I was doing and pulled away. "Stop." I said, I was breathless from the kiss.

"Enjoyed that, didn’t you?" He asked, smirking.

"You jerk! You stole my first kiss!" I said furiously and started pounding on his chest with my fists. I actually enjoyed that kiss, how could I? I hated Jacob, right? I mean, we weren’t more than just friends, right? I broke free from his grip on my waist and picked up Faith, "Go away, NOW." I yelled at him.

"You know, I wouldn’t mind seeing that side of you more often." He said, smiling.
I turned around and looked him in the eye, "Be careful what you wish for, sweetie." I said with an evil smile.

He gave me his bad boy grin, "Careful is not my style."
Should I continue?
Yes!
Um, no, hun.
I really don't know!
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Published: 12/12/2012
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