Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Yes! With her out of the picture, and no longer filling his head with whatever sob story she’d used to get him into her clutches, I’m sure I will have another shot. There was no one else here that could hold a candle to me after all.
It was then I remembered his penchant for championing the less desirable. For wanting to help those who were less fortunate. I never did understand his soft spot for underdogs.
Someone with his wealth and connections didn’t need to go slumming and he certainly didn’t need to associate himself with some of these ‘things’ as I call them. I certainly didn’t allow that when we were together.
Though he hadn’t known it at the time, each time he suggested doing something with his deadbeat friends I’d find an excuse to exclude them. I was cutting him from the herd, trying to get him more and more on my side, doing the things I like with the people I approved of.
That’s why we were so good for each other dammit. I was the one who was going to make him live up to his true potential. We were going to be king and queen of this town. Once his parents either moved or were out of the way.
And he, well apart from elevating my status to an unattainable level for most, he was after all the hottest catch around. He was more than I ever dreamed of.
It had taken years to get him to notice me in the first place, and when he did I thought for sure I’d made it to the top; finally!
I’d done even better than mommy dearest, who, although she’d married a rich man, he was no real catch in the looks department. Not that he was overly unattractive or anything.
If he was I wouldn’t have even contemplated letting him drool all over me. But that was neither here nor there. The fact is that Jace has not only money, but looks. And the way I used to feel with his arm around me…
I’d been so proud of myself. Sure, mom had been the one to get us out of the hell we lived in by spreading her legs. But I was going to do it so much better and with style. I was so sure that I could keep him under my spell.
What teenage boy could withstand my wiles when grown men couldn’t? I’d perfected the art of seduction and well knew my appeal. But something had gone horribly wrong and now here we are.
I shook off the doldrums and stayed in the here and now. I just have to be patient and wait. No way can someone like her beat me at anything. I’m so much better than her at everything. What’s more, I refuse to lose to her. I won’t accept…
I had to rein myself in when I felt blood begin to swell in my palm. I’d gored myself with my fingernails. I closed my hands to hide the evidence and turned to leave the auditorium.
I walked back to my class as calm as can be, head straight, ignoring the stares and whispers. No one would even guess at the riot of emotions going on inside of me, because that’s the way a true diva carries herself in public.
I didn’t let any of what I was feeling show on my face, but kept what I hoped was a very nonchalant look on my face as I pretended a disinterest in the morning’s events.
Once back in class I sat at my desk pondering my next move. I can’t get ahold of that idiot Stanley though I don’t know why I’m even bothering. He hadn’t succeeded the last time, but at least he’d come close.
If I can’t find a way to get to her, he’s my next best bet. I still haven’t heard anything about what happened to her house or who tried to blow her up. If only they’d succeeded. The thought brightened the already darker morning somewhat.
If she had an enemy like that in this town it would be good to know who that person is. Maybe they’ll try again, or maybe we can pool our resources. Just goes to show, if whoever it is was willing to go to those lengths, then there’s someone else who hates her almost as much as I do.
None of that answered the question of what Jace was up to with that little speech he gave. For the first time in a long while I was unsure of something. And the one thing I wanted, no needed most, seemed to be slipping out of my grasp.
Could it be that Jace was really done with me? That he wanted nothing more to do with me like he’d said? Have I been lying to myself all this time? Was it really over before we’d even really started?