Chapter 15 - Simon
Jaco sneers at me, a fake smile that sparks an even deeper anger inside me.
“Haven’t seen much of you lately. Are you cowering in your mansion after losing everything?” Jaco mutters beneath his breath, using the smile to hide his nasty words.
“Losing everything? Are you kidding? You only took the things that weren’t worth having,” I snap back at him.
To anyone watching us, it might look like we were just having a normal conversation. But the static between is so sharp and uncomfortable that you could feel it if you stood too close.
Jaco scoffs. “Maybe I didn’t take enough then. Maybe I should look at what else you don’t deserve and snatch that away too,” he threatens.
“Maybe you should worry more about your karma than what else you can steal from other people, because that’s all you do. You don’t work for anything. You just take it. You take the things that other people have built,” I growl.
“That girl in the green dress. Beautiful. I believe she’s yours?”
My chest tightens as he mentions Blair. I swallow hard against the surge of violence I feel toward him for even looking at her.
“Honestly, I think she would do better with someone like me,” he pushes on. “My family could offer her so much more. She deserves more than whatever you’re giving her,” he snaps.
“You stay away from her, Jaco. I swear if I have to tell you that twice, you’ll find yourself buried alive and trying to claw your way out,” I warn him.
He laughs coldly.
“Maybe I’ve already started warming her up to leave you and come to me,” he taunts.
Panic shoots through me.Where is Blair? Did he do something to her?
I look around the room, searching for her.
Relief hits like a wave when I catch sight of her, but it fades quickly when I see that she’s making her way toward the exit—and that she looks upset.
Jaco follows my gaze and laughs.
“Oh, she was chatting to Lindsey a moment ago. I wonder where she’s going now,” he remarks casually.
Fuck. I didn’t even know Lindsey was here.I hate the idea of my ex-girlfriend talking to Blair.
Pushing past Jaco, I walk toward Blair, wanting to stop her and make sure she’s okay.
But out of nowhere, Lindsey steps into my path, blocking me.
“Simon,” she coos with a seductive smile. “You look amazing. Did you notice my dress? I wore red because I remember it’s your favorite color.” She looks up at me and bites her lower lip.
Agitation rustles through me like dry leaves, and I try to step around her, eager to get to Blair.
“Wait, don’t go. I’ve really missed you. You know, we should hook up sometime. Catch up for old times’ sake,” she says, clearly hinting at more than just talking.
Jaco snaps angrily from behind me.
“What the fuck are you flirting with him for?” he snarls.
Jaco turns to glare at me. “You have no fucking respect,” he accuses me.
I roll my eyes, not interested in either of them or their drama. They can have each other!
I set my hand firmly against Lindsey’s shoulder and move her out of my way, then leave them arguing with each other behind me as I jog toward the door. I can’t see Blair anymore, and it’s worrying me.
All I care about is getting to her.
