Searching for Love, Found Wealth

I was about explaining when I saw a familiar look. One that was passive on Sheena, insecure crush jealousy.

Don’t get me wrong. I was glad to be crushed on. But insecurities should never stop someone or imprison another.

“Yeah, how would we have gone out 12am? He came in through my window” I sighed.

His eyes dimmed, “Oh, did you guys get the mud?”. I don’t think he actually cared about that.

“Yeah, and when we came back, Jacob went home. And I went to sleep” I nodded with finality.

“You weren’t scared right?” he sounded amused, “That’s a graveyard you went to”.

“Jacob was there so I wasn’t scared”.

Reuben’s eyes dimmed more.

“I will be going in. Don’t worry much about your dog. Stay with your cousins so they’ll help your mood” I suggested before returning inside.

I’d never start a conversation unless I have three topics to talk about.

I sat back with Chloe, Chris was with her.

“I’m telling you. It’d do you no good” he said a bit annoyed.

“My happiness is all that matters. Fangirling is a choice” Chloe said, pissed as well.

I snatched one if Chloe’s numerous cookies and asked what they were arguing about. I should do more listening than talking.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Their topic on discussion was on Chloe reducing the number of celebrity crushes she had as she just recently had a heartbreak when one of them got married to another celebrity.

I tsked. Chloe was hopeless, why was Chris bothering? He was well above the stage of being jealous so was he being dramatic.

“Look, he isn’t married but engaged and I’m happy for him. Just, he doesn’t love her and it’s just a celebrity stunt, that’s what I mean”.

She even more shameless. How would she know?

All females celebrities around her male idols gets her triggered. It reminded me of a particular fandom.

“Okay, I’ll let you girls have your ‘girl talks’. Do what you want Chloe. Just come out early for the movie” Chris sighed and left to another table.

Chloe groaned and stayed silent.

“Yeah, you can never understand boys. Boys can never understand girls either. We are different and special” I started some unprecedented prep talk.

She rolled her eyes amused.

“What boy made you decide that?” Jacob appeared besides Chloe.

Can Chloe and I just have ten minutes without a boy appearing from one angle?

“Have you seen Cara since she came?” Jacob asked when we didn’t answer his first question.

I didn’t know Cara was at school. Why should I care?

“Why should I care?” I asked just that, though in a less sassy way.

“Well, I miss you guys small fights. She’s still bitching around so go yell at her” Jacob joked. Reuben passed by our table and handed Jacob a note.

His eyes stayed glued to me and I smiled from not knowing what to do. Jacob scribbled something’s in the note and Rueben left.

“I have a policy on minding my business. She has always been looking for trouble. You guys didn’t stop her so why should I?” I chortled.

“Why are you here?” Chloe, who has been pissed, ask Jacob.

“Should I leave?” Jacob pouted. Chloe nods, taking him by surprised.

“I guess I chased you in the dream last night?” Jacob taunted. Slapping Chloe’s head. She responded by giving him a painful pinch, and they both began exchanging playful slaps.

I smiled at their play and his expression. I had used it on mom today; “Did I chase you in your dreams?”

Then it hit me! Reuben said Jasper had informed me Jacob cane home by six.

It wasn’t my business but where had he gone that dark night.

Was he, by any chance, eavesdropping on I and my mom? He did say he’d protect me. It’s that how he does it?

“Thanks but I gotta return it” he brought out the buttercup mask I gave him.

“I don’t accept gifts back” I looked away from the mask.

Chloe took it and began stretching, “It’s a good material. You know, for all your mafia in the night stuffs”.

Mafia in the night? You must be kidding me.

“You do mafia job? Who knew rich kids had side odd jobs they do for income!” I feigned ignorance.

Jacob bought it, he must be as oblivious to humor as his twin sometimes, “No, it’s just I rarely stay at home at night. Either with girls, or at a party or going to the timber house for reasons other than collecting mud…. You know, those kinda stuffs”.

He was explaining in details I don’t need. And did he go to pay reverence to Jennie’s grave.

What other reason, than collecting mud, would bring me to the timber house, definitely none. And parties, guess he still has the bad boy side.

Jacob snatched it from her and wore it, “Don’t talk to me. We are not friends. You want me to leave, I’ll leave” he said in a tiny voice and shuffled away.

Chloe and I laughed at the cuteness. From the corner of my eyes I saw Reuben boring holes into me so I stopped laughing. Jeez, this was prison.

I changed the topic to Jennie. Asking if the police never searched for her body to investigate the true course of her death.

Chloe fidgeted a bit. She said she died while delivery. Pressure may have been mounted on her that caused her being uncomfortable.

Also, she might have been saved but for some reasons wasn’t. All the public knew was that she had been threatened by the Martinez to abort the child.

And she didn’t so it was possible they had a hand in her death. Being an orphan who was under the Martinez child support foundation, her death was easily covered up.

Some said it was suicide. And she was buried at Japan. Some said, she was killed and buried at timber house.

No one knew which was the truth till they found a body which seemed to be hers at timber house. People began speculating that perhaps she was really killed.

I kept on swallowing saliva while she explained. I swallowed till my throat went dry. The bell rang for recess over, finally.

I was still wondering on what happened to Jennie’s child but I left that for another ‘girl talk’.