Private Lessons With The Bad Boy Bully のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 211 - チャプター 220

LENA'S POVJace’s dark, intense eyes burned into mine, “If I don’t hear it from you, then the only other option is to go hear it from him. Do you want that, Princess? Because I’ll walk out that door right now and handle it my way if I have to.”I shook my head quickly, panic rising quickly in my chest.That would be the single most disastrous option.Jace would find out either way. Then he would confront Noah, and I didn’t trust Noah not to take the bait and start a fight. Worst of all, poor Martin would get caught in the crossfire.I thought, at least if I tell him myself, then I can control how it comes out. Maybe I can keep him from doing something that gets him in any real trouble.“Okay, okay… I’ll tell you,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “But you have to promise me you won’t do anything bad. Please, Jace. I don’t want any more trouble for either of us.”He exhaled sharply, jaw tight. “Alright then. Go ahead. I’m listening.”I shifted uneasily against the counter, anxiously fu

JACE'S POVI drove home like a fucking maniac, the Harley roaring under me as I pushed it way too fast through the streets. My knuckles were white on the grips, and it took every single ounce of control I had not to completely lose my shit back at Lena’s house. I wanted to punch Noah into next week. The image of that dent in her door kept flashing in my head, making my blood boil hotter with every mile.That motherfucker put his hands on her. Scared her so bad she ran home crying. I should’ve ended this a long time ago.I pulled into the driveway and killed the engine hard. Noah’s car was parked right there like he owned the damn place. Good. The fucker’s home.I stormed up to the front door and marched inside, already yelling at the top of my lungs. “Noah! Get the fuck out here, you piece of —"I stopped dead in the living room.Rosie, Allison’s little redheaded sister, was cartwheeled across the floor like a maniac while Martin sat calmly in the middle of the room building one of h

I shook my head, voice shaky. “You’re wrong. That’s not what happened. That’s not—”Noah’s fury came roaring back, his eyes blazing. “You killed her, Jace. And I’m going to make you pay. Westbrook is filled to the brim with people desperate for a chance to get back at the big bad bully who ruined their lives. If I can’t use Lena, I’m just going to use someone else.”My eyes snapped up at that threat, glaring daggers at him as fresh rage flooded through me.But Noah didn’t give a shit; instead, he kept going, smiling darkly through the blood. “I would’ve preferred her though. There’s just something about being with someone so innocent, so trusting and naive… them changing them ever so slowly until they eventually become someone else. Makes me feel a fucking god.”He coughed up some more blood, but the smile never left his face, “Not to mention you’re clearly in over your head for her and it’ll hurt a whole lot more than some fucking rando freshman.”“You won’t lay a fucking hand on her,

LENA’S POVNow the tables had turned, and it was my turn to call Jace and worry.I stood at my locker the next day, my phone pressed to my ear for what felt like the hundredth time. It rang and rang, each ring driving me deeper and deeper into suspense “Jace… please pick up. Just let me know you’re okay. Please.”The call went to voicemail, and I stared at the black screen, my thumb hovering over it as if one more call might magically make him answer. My stomach was in knots. Hours had passed since everything exploded, and I still couldn’t stop replaying the blood on Noah’s face, Mrs. Dawson crying hopelessly about her son, or the haunted look in Jace’s eyes just before he’d walked way and driven off.My mom had given me very specific instructions to go to school today and minmy d own business for my own safety, telling me she would kill me if I ever left to go anywhere or try to find anyone.Dawson family business was Dawson family business, according to her, and it wasn’t my place

LENA'S POVThe closing bell rang, echoing through the halls. Even though I’d spent the entire day with my head on a swivel, scanning every corner for his tall frame and messy hair, Jace didn’t show up.Sometimes I would get hit by random flashes of anger. Thinking, what exactly is he playing at by running away? Why did he do it instead of just staying to deal with what he’d done? I specifically asked him not to hurt Nosh, but he ignored me completely and did it anyway, injuring his own family to the point where he needed to be hospitalized, and now he’d run away from his family and his brother.Is he okay wherever he is? Is he safe? Has he had anything to eat all day? What exactly is he up to?I was on my way back to the Dawson house, rushing back to ask Mrs. Dawson if he was back home yet, when I checked my schedule at the last minute and realized I had a meeting with the cheerleaders after school so we could settle on a routine for Saturday.I sighed, but just like with all of m