Chapter 31.

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Jackson and I spend a bit more time kissing, him saying he loves me every time he breaks away. That he's sorry for lashing out on me for something that happened before we were an item.

The more he apologizes and proclaims his love for me, the more I feel guilty for meeting up with Nathan against Jackson's wishes. Maybe Tristan was right, I should let the cops handle this. I feel stupid, though, calling them when I really have no proof that he hurt me physically. I don't know. I probably shouldn't be getting involved with someone like him, it was stupid to think I alone could stop this.

Telling the police about Nathan would also mean telling him about his relations with my mom. She could go to jail for that, but they don't have proof for that either. We'll see.

"Tell me you forgive me," Jackson begs, his nose running along the column of my neck until his lips brush against mine.

"I forgive you," I breathe. Do you forgive me?

The bells rings about a second later, letting me know that we still are in school and have class to attend. I wish we didn't, I'd gladly get lost with Jackson all day. I already skipped yesterday, though, so I can't today. Plus, I need to be here in order to cheer at tonight's game.

"I'll see you in second hour," he presses his lips to mine. Immediately, our tongues meet in a quick tango, both of us breathing heavily after it's over. He smiles, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear before pecking my nose. I blush, he's never done that.

"I love you," I tell him and he reciprocates it. We both walk our separate ways once we get to the fork. I can't help the silly smile on my face as I think about how sweet he was. That stays in tact even when I get a text from Tristan telling me my boyfriend didn't harm him.

Jackson's POV.

Colten is late to lunch, again. I don't know where he keeps running off to at this time, but I'm starting to grow suspicious.

"Hey," I nod at him when he finally shows up. I should ask him now. "Where were you?"

"You know," he smirks, but there's something off in his body language. He's hiding something. "The usual."

"Fuck, bro," I play along, my own smile covering my lips. "With who?"

He hesitates at this part, further fueling my suspicion. I can read my best friend pretty easily, and I know he's hiding something. How big this something is is beyond me, but I will find out

"Don't remember," he
answers, looking down at his food. Not very believable.

"Same old, Colten," I shake my head not buying his shit for one second. "You hear that, James?"

"I do," James nods, biting into his burger. "And I must say, you are one bastard."

I notice the way he stiffens after those words, my suspicions right. I'm about to lay out to James that it probably was Angelique, when I'm cut off.

"You're stupid-"

"Excuse me?" A high-pitched voice screeches through the speakers. "Ahem - shut up!"

We all cover our ears as the squeaking of the microphone almost makes us go deaf. I look up once again to see Angelique on top of the stage, a smirk on her face. Whose she looking at? I turn to Colten who seems just as confused as me.

"I hope you guys don't mind," she speaks. "But I wanted to entertain you all with a little show."

I turn my full attention towards her, not even bothering to look back at Colten. Whatever is about to happen obviously has something to do with him. Angelique is obsessed with him.

"Hey, baby." What the hell is this? Is that - Colten? "I've been craving you and this sexy uniform all day."

"Colten..." Now whose that? I doubt Angelique would be showing a video of herself and Colten to the entire school, so she's ruled out. Who else could it be? I couldn't hear the voice clear enough to determine.

You can't see much from the way it was recorded so far away, but the two figures are close. One obviously is Colten, but the girl is very petite. You can really only see the outlines of their body because of the glass doors next to them.

"Uh..." The girl moans, but everyone is looking at the screen with a confused expression. I know I'm itching to know who it is.

"This skirt has been driving me crazy all day," Colten growls.

"Colten...we can't." Is that - Nikki? No, no it can't be. They hate each other. He broke her goddamn nose! There's no way it's her, I need to stop being crazy.

"You don't seem too convincing. Maybe it's because you know just how wet I'm making you right now, huh, Nik?"

I'm out of my seat in seconds, the chair's legs scraping against the ground making a horrific noise. All of students are looking at me now. I clench and unclench my jaw, trying so hard for my anger to not consume me.

Anger, fuck that, I feel fucking disrespected. My best friend, my brother, has been screwing my sister. My baby sister! What the actually fuck?

With eyes wide, Colten slowly stand up as well, the video stopping. I know everyone's eyes are on the show, but I could give a shit less. Especially when all I feel like doing is punching his face in.

"Jackson..." He starts out, his voice deep with emotion. I doubt it's because he fucking betrayed me. "Let me explain."

"Tell me that's not what it looks like!" I boom, making him wince. I'm seconds away from fucking it and smashing his face into the wooden table.

This makes so much sense. How they have gotten along so nicely this past week. How they went grocery shopping together. I knew in the back of my mind that something was up, and now I know what it is. They've been seeing each other.

If they fucked, I swear to god I'm breaking every bone in his body. Brother or not, you don't do this shit.

"Just let-" Hell no.

"Fucking tell me, Colten!" I shout. I can feel all of my muscles tightening up, my fists clenching in need to feel his bones cracking against my knuckles.

"I'm sorry," He says. defeated. Sorry isn't good enough.

I slam my fist into his jaw, the pain vibrating up my arm sends another round of high adrenaline through me.

The scream that I hear is definitely from my sister. And I know she'll be coming soon, so to make the most of the time I have, I grab Colten's collar and throw another punch at his face. Rage. Such a powerful thing.

"Jackson!" She screams.

"Is that why you didn't answer my calls?" I shout in Colten's face when I remember he wouldn't answer my calls this passed weekend.

"I'm not going to fight you," Colten shakes his head, holding his jaw that I'm sure is beyond bruised.

"You're a bitch," I snarl. "All this time you were fucking around with my little sister and didn't have the balls to return my calls!"

"Jackson, please stop," I faintly hear Nikki sob, stepping between the two of us. She puts her hands on my chest, but I can't stand her touching me right now. I'm fucking revolted by what they've been doing behind my back. I push her hands away from me, glowering at her in disgust.

"Don't fucking touch me," I growl, glaring at her. I don't care if I'm being a dick right now, this is fucking stupid. "I can't fucking believe my best friend and little sister are messing around! Right behind my back, too!"

"It's not like that," She cries shaking her head frantically. Like hell its not.

"Oh really?" I looks at her, eyes a blazing. "Then what is it like? Hmm? Tell me, Nikki, what in the hell gave you the damn right to do this?"

I've never liked seeing my sister cry, but she brought this upon herself. She knew I didn't want her with him, I warned him a billion times, and what does he do? One fucking rule and he couldn't follow it!

"Did you fuck him?" I clench my jaw, looking at Colten for a split second, then back at her.

"Jackson, please-" She begs.

"If you don't fucking tell me right now!" I shout, my throat burning.

"Enough!" James steps in, his eyes furious as he steps between us. "Go home."

"Don't fucking-" how dare he tell me what to do?

"Go the fuck home!" James yells at me. "Before you get suspended."

"Don't come by my house ever again," I point at Colten. I won't he getting in trouble today, especially with the game coming up, but I need to be clear with him. "Don't even come near me."

"Jackson!" Nikki sounds like she's following me. I keep walking, my mind a bunch of mushed up cells right now. I can't comprehend anything. I'm confused, hurt, angry, every emotion you could think of.

I trusted that guy with everything in me, and now that's all washed down the drain. I had three people in my life I thought I could trust, now I only have one. Brittni.

"Jackson!" Nikki yells.

"Go away, Nikki," I growl, my back tense as I get into my truck.

"We need to talk," She exclaims. Then she's grabbing my arm, but I rip it away. Why can't she understand that I need time?

"If you get in this car," I clench my jaw. "I'll expect answers. Got it?"

"Okay," She whispers after a moment of silence. I grumble under my breath and drive as fast as I can home. I can't stand being this close to her right now. Slamming my door shut on my way out, I stalk into the house, needing to get myself together.

I clench my jaw, feeling the need to punch something again. I instead take a seat on the couch. Sadness takes over me this time. I lean my elbows on my knees, placing I head in my hands. This is the second day in a row that I feel like crying. I'm so frustrated, so consumed with it that it's practically forcing me to break down.

I hear the door open softly, and I place my chin on my fist, staring at the wall, my back to her.

Just ask the question that you want to know the most. The answer that has you gnawing at yourself.

"Why?" I finally ask, my voice much more calm than a few minutes ago. "How? Fucking when?"

I blink rapidly, waiting for my sister to respond to my question. I need to know.

"The night I found out about you and Brittni, we kissed," She explains.

"So you kissed him because you were pissed at me?" I can feel the anger making its way back into my system. This is complete bullshit.

"No," She rushes out. "A few hours before that. He saw me with Dus- a guy and it just happened."

"Just that once?" I question. I have a sliver of hope that maybe that's all it was, but somehow I know it's not.

"No," she mumbles. "Twice before we - um - started dating."

"Did you fuck?" I'm pretty blunt about this question. I'm trying to make it seem like I'm not ready to blow up when I am.

"Yes," She whispers. I almost don't hear her actually, but I know what she's says. I stiffen. 

Rage.

"How many times?" I shouldn't have asked that, lord knows I'm not prepared to hear the answer. It feels like I'm asking Brittni about her and Tristan all over again. This feeling isn't jealously, but I'm still angry as hell.

"Jackson-" she's not getting out of it.

"Don't make this more difficult," I growl, getting up from my seat. I turn. to look at her with angry intentions.

"Three times." My hand swipes at the glass vase on the coffee table before her words even register in my head. Fucking shit!

"You fucked him three fucking times?" I snarl, I heard her the first time, but I'm still hoping I heard wrong.

"I love him," She whispers, tears filling her eyes once again.

"I can't do this," I pull at my hair. "I can't fucking do this!"

"Please, Jackson-"

"And I won't fucking do it," I bite out, walking past her, slamming the door on this way outside.

I either need a beer or a good round of angry sex. Doesn't matter.
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One out of three updates!!! So as you can tell, there will be about 35 chapters now and that'll about wrap it up. Instead if making another book about these two like with Nikki and Colten, I'll be doing bonus chapters :)

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