23

~Jada 

I’m terrified of where this is going to lead. 

Kael doesn’t turn back to look at me, simply leading me away  and out of the gym. I stare at his back, wishing I could turn and run away from the situation I’m being lead into. I’m afraid he’s going to drag me into a dark room and force me to admit to sneaking into his room a few nights ago. 

Each muscle under his shirt seems to shift and move under his reasonably tight shirt, like some kind of taunt. 

I don’t know what we are doing, all I know, is I have to get through it.