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he said back, but he sounded a bit off. Ohhh I know what this is, "Are you by any means Jealous?", I quickly turned and looked at him, oh his face said it all. "Me?", he laughed, "Jealous? Of what? Of whom?", he said quickly and went to his seat. He was definitely Jealous. I sat down close to him, "You are so cute my precious JellyFish." "Don't call me that," he said, and it sounded like he was gritting his teeth in our mind link.

I snap, swathing his prying fingers away. "You are so jealous," He says, emphatically, the way you state a well known fact. Jesus, am i so transparent?. "I'm not." I bark. "When you are jealous,your cheeks turn red and your eyes become squinty at the edges." He pinches a handful of both my cheeks and pulls, chortling at my pissed expression. "Your cheeks are like balloons," he says. Not him too. I slap away his hands. "Lemme alone."

She grinned like a love-struck teenager as he released her hand. Jenny felt lightheaded. She turned to look at Marc who was giving her a thumbs up and mouthing the word HOT. She glided towards the kitchen. Only stopping to push the door open did she notice Cole. He was seething with anger. Not even his blonde could distract him from glaring at Jenny. Jenny smirked. Serves him right for trying to make her jealous. The guy didn’t even know her so why did it bother him so much?

I laughed out loudly, pointing at Cadell. His face came swollen in rage, as he pointed back in his defense, saying, “I am not jealous of that donkey! Cadell doesn’t get jealous! It’s the ladies job to be jealous when they see me with another lady! And you better start practicing because you’ll be seeing me with a lot of hot sexy goddesses soon!” “Ah, keep living the dream, Jealous Cadell,” I teased, walking pass him. He glared at me with his red face, as I cat walked ahead, composing a song with the word ‘Jealousy’ to piss him off.

In the long minute that I was silent, that was the only word that managed to come out of my mouth. "Damn, I don't know either!" He answered frustrated, I can even imagine his face. His forehead was wrinkled and his eyebrows almost met. I took a deep breath, "Are you perhaps, Jealous?" I closed my eyes tightly, please let me hear your answer. "Jealous you say," he said softly, "maybe I am, so what if it’s jealousy? What will you do for, Lia?"

"Even in death, you're still trying to steal my man? Clearly, skinning you and blowing you up wasn't cruel enough." "Go to hell with your little bastard!" I shut my eyes and calmed myself. Quietly, I preserved every text and waited—for the storm that was sure to come.

He jolts as if shocked with a cattle prodder. My stomach revolts. A hot, sour, green wave surges up my throat. Jealousy, pure and radioactive. “Blarg,” I gag, pulling a face so ugly it should be illegal. I spin to Kiara and dump my misery straight on her. “Where the fuck have you been?” Her eyebrows shoot up. “Wow. Okay. Are you starting your period early, or are you just severely sexually frustrated?” I stare at the brown-haired bitch. She follows my line of sight and immediately understands.

I explained. "Oh...okay." She squeaks out, embarrassed at her jealousy. "Sorry." I shook my head. "No, you have nothing to apologize for! I think it's fucking sexy as hell that you get jealous!" She looks at me like I just said that the planet is inside out. "Why in the fuck would you think that being jealous is sexy?!" I leaned down close to her ear. "Because that is exactly how I feel about you! If any male that is not me touches you I will break their hands or arms!" I groan as I lick her earlobe.

Feeling jealousy rise up like a wild stallion rearing it's ugly head. The two of them stare at each other speechless. If you enjoyed this chapter please leave a comment and vote for me by leaving gems. Thank you.

Ethan glares at me. “You don’t need to answer that.” WHY IS HE JEALOUS OF HIS OWN MOTHER ASKING A QUESTION. Mrs. Jang giggles. “My son is jealous.” “I’M NOT JEALOUS.” “He is,” she sings. “I’m NOT jealous.” “He totally is,” I mutter. His eyes snap to me. Sharp. Narrow. Dangerously pretty. “Don’t push me,” he warns softly. WHY DOES THAT SOUND ILLEGAL AND ILLEGAL-LY ATTRACTIVE.