♥Chapter 26: ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ♥

❆Jake❆

Grunts leave my body every time my arms fold and unfold with the huge and heavy weights in my hands. Sweat slides down from my hairline. Heat protrudes from my body even after taking off my shirt long ago.

Whenever there's a break between classes, my feet wander into the college gym to work out until the next class. I don't like keeping myself free.

The vibration of a phone catches my attention and my gaze flicks towards it, kept on a chair.

Lifting the weights one last time with a silent grunt, I put them down. Grabbing my towel, I wipe the sweat off my chest and shoulders before walking over to my phone and picking it up.

My face is quick to scrunch into an expression of annoyance reading the name of the caller ID.

Your wifey Ladykiller muahaha

I answer the phone. "What the fuck did I tell you about touching my phone and messing up contact names?"

"Jakeee." Corey drawls out in an overly happy tone that immediately tells me that some shit happened and that he's in trouble. "Buddyyy. How are you?"

"What did you do?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Uh yeah, before that." He says. "You're not standing near something breakable or throwable right now, are you?"

I look around at the weights, dumbells, chairs and people around me. "I can throw pretty much everything here."

"Oh shit." He mumbles. "Fine, never mind. I suggest you throw whatever there's around you so you'll be satisfied. I really don't want you to throw me. Got a date tonight that I need to look really dashing for."

"Tell me what you want or I'm hanging up." I move towards the gym lockers, pull out my bag and walk into the showers.

"So uh yeah, a few weeks back, I had this date, she's a pretty chick by the way. But you know? She didn't really match my type and I told her that I already liked this other girl. Man, she started bawling her eyes out."

Corey likes a girl? When the fuck did that happen?

"So pretty much at the end, it was a horrible date but the girl kinda stalked me since then. I didn't pay much attention because you know? People stalk me like...all the time. But then what I didn't know was that the girl was already dating someone and was going behind the poor fella's back and stalking and crushing on me. Like the guy didn't even know she went on a date with me."

"Did you just call me to brat about how irresistible you are?" I narrow my eyes. "I swear if this is a waste of my time, I'm never picking up your calls."

He lets out a nervous laugh through the phone. "I'll just tell you the funnier parts now."

"Oh not this shit again—" I groan.

"Just listen." He prods.

I grumble. Him and his funny parts.

I'm standing outside the shower cubicle waiting for this dumbass to just spill everything out already so I can take a shower and pick Kennedy up from school.

"Yeah, so the funny part is...the guy found out about his girlfriend cheating on him and he's like hella mad right now and super sad too. The funnier part is, he came to school to beat me up—"

"Motherfucker did what?" My body immediately tenses with anger.

"No, he didn't do anything to me. Like not physically." Corey's quick to speak. "Just let me finish."

"Continue," I say, my eyebrows in a frown.

"Okay so the funnier part was that he came to school to beat me up but at the last moment, he had this change of mind. So instead, he stole my car keys and drove away with my car. Now the funniest part that you're dying to ask?" Corey goes silent suddenly. I can practically hear the gulp going down his throat.

"What?" I ask, impatiently. "What's the funniest part?"

After a while, he murmurs. "Kennedy was sleeping in the backseat."

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✿Kennedy✿

"I don't know what did I do wrong." Kidnapper cries with his hands on his face.

I pat his shoulder sympathetically. "I'm so sorry she did that to you."

"I was a good boyfriend. I bought her flowers, went on so many dates with her, made time for her, tried giving everything she asked for." A sob escapes his lips and it makes me feel worst about this guy. "I even took care of her grandmom when she was sick and cooked so many dinners with her mom."

"She doesn't deserve you," I say, licking my ice cream. "Like at all. I mean, who does that?"

Kidnapper raises his face to me with tears and snot running down it. I take a napkin from my pocket and hand it to him. He gratefully takes it from me and blows his nose into it.

People bustle around us in a heavy crowd, everyone busy with their lives while Kidnapper and I sit here on a bench.

To say I was...confused when I woke up in the backseat of a car with an unknown guy driving to God knows where is an understatement.

You can't blame me for thinking I was being kidnapped!

The same way, you can't blame me for attacking Kidnapper and leaving one big bruise on his eye...

Yeah, my bad.

Little did I know he was just heartbroken and didn't know I was sleeping in the backseat.

Later, he apologized for driving off somewhere without asking me and I apologized for smacking him in the face. We bought each other ice-creams and now here we are in the middle of a street, sitting on a bench.

"She's making me think that I'm a bad person now." Another tear rolls down Kidnapper's face. "Like maybe I did something really bad that made her do this to me."

I shake my head. "You did nothing wrong. You were the perfect boyfriend to her, trust me. It's her who didn't realize what a literal diamond you are. She literally lost the most precious thing in her life."

He looks at me through teary eyes, pondering over my words. "You think so?"

I nod. "Don't go back to her. She cheated on you for literally so long!"

He sniffles, wiping his nose with my napkin. "But I still love her..."

"It's fine to still love someone even if they're the most horrible person to you," I say. "But that doesn't mean you let them walk over you. It's hard now but you'll become strong."

He blows his nose into my napkin again. How much snot does he have?

"Thank you for listening to me." He says.

I nod. "No problem. Finish your ice cream though it's melting."

He looks at his ice cream and takes a big bite out of it.

"I still can't believe she'd do that!" He cries out. Here we go again.

I sigh.

"Look, if it makes you feel any better, why not scream some of that anger and hurt out?" I say. "Screaming helps."

"You think?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Try it."

He stares at me before giving a nod and taking in a deep breath. Then he opens his mouth and starts screaming so loud. People around us jump in surprise, startled before shooting him dirty looks and walking away.

"Yes! Let it out!" I encourage him and he's still screaming his lungs out.

He screams until his voice cracks and he stops. "Shit, my throat."

"Here's some water." I hand him a bottle.

"Thanks." He unscrews the cap and takes a sip from it. He pauses suddenly."Wait, where did you get this bottle from?"

"I don't know, it was lying around."

He spits out the water from his mouth.

"What?" He stares at me.

I stare back.

"Eh, fuck it. I don't care right now." Saying that he takes another sip from the bottle.

"Do you feel better now?" I ask.

He nods. "Damn screaming really helps."

"It does." I nod in agreement.

"You know what? You're right." He says with a determined look on his face. "She didn't deserve me and I don't have it in me to give her any more of my fucks."

"That's the attitude!" I cheer.

"Thanks, bestie." He says.

Bestie? A grin spreads across my face.

I nod. "Anytime."

"Fuck her and dating!" He exclaims. "I am never going back to her again."

"Say it out loud!"

"I'M NEVER GOING BACK TO THAT CHEATING BITCH EVER AGAIN!" He yells at the top of his lungs earning more dirty looks.

He turns towards me suddenly. "Be my girlfriend!"

I blink in shock. "Wait what?"

"I love you. I want you to marry me! Be mine!"

Oh mama.

That breakup really messed his head.

I give him a sorry look. "I'm already dating someone."

His face visibly cracks at my words and tears roll down his face all over again.

"Whyyy?" He cries out.

I bite my lip. "Also we just met—"

"Who's he?" He demands.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Who now?"

"The one you're dating." He prods.

"Oh," I say. "His name is Jake Knight."

"Let me be your knight!" He grabs the hem of my skirt, kneeling down in front of me. "I'll keep you happy and give you everything that you want!"

"But I really like Jake." A pout comes on my face.

"But you don't love him, do you?" He gazes at me.

I blink. "Well..."

"Does he love you?" He asks.

I play with my fingers. "I don't know. He didn't say he does."

"See!" Kidnapper points. "I'm declaring my love for you. Marry me!"

"Why don't you sit back on the bench and we can go back to you screaming, huh?" I suggest, patting the spot beside me.

He gives out a crying noise.

"Wait where's your ice cream?" I ask, realizing it's not in his hands anymore.

He pauses as if realizing it too. He looks around and makes a face when he spots it lying on the ground melting to its glory.

"It looks like it's pissing." He gives a sour face.

I laugh.

"Angel, please!" He turns towards me again. "Be mine!"

I sigh. "Why don't we have a threesome?"

"Excuse me?"

"Never mind I said that." I shake my head immediately. "Jake will most likely kill you. He doesn't like people."

"But you're people." He points.

"He says I'm his favourite people," I reply.

"You're my favourite people too."

"But we just met."

"I love you anyway."

"What the fuck?" A third person yells.

My eyes snap up to the familiar angry voice and an excited squeal automatically comes out of my lips. Without even another thought, I jump up from the bench and run towards Jake. He opens his arms and catches me just in time when I jump on him, throwing my arms around him.

I breathe in his masculine scent and relish in the familiar warmth of his body as his arms tighten around my waist.

Ugh, I'm so happy to see him for some reason.

"Where the fuck were you?" His murmurs lowly into my hair, sounding concerned.

"I got kidnapped," I respond, pulling back.

I realize my feet are not on the ground anymore and instead I'm lifted into Jake's arms. He puts me down and suddenly turns to look at someone behind me with a very dark glare.

"You better have not hurt her, you fucker." He starts marching towards Kidnapper with determined steps and a clenched jaw.

I immediately step in front of Jake, stopping him. "It's alright. He's my friend."

He stops and frowns at me. His body's still rigid with anger. "Friend? I just heard him say that he fucking loves you."

I shake my head and gestured for Jake to lower his ear to my mouth. "He's going through some really tough breakup thing so it's messing with his head. Just play along and be nice."

"Be what now?" Jake frowns.

"It's him!" KIdnappers suddenly yells, snapping Jake's and mine attention to him. "He's the one who took my girl away!"

Kidnapper's pointing at someone with a look of anger and it takes me a few seconds to realize that Corey's standing behind Jake.

With an icepack to his nose.

I gape at him. "What happened to you?"

He winces, giving a shrug. "Let's just say someone's fist wanted to kiss my face because I 'didn't take care of his girl'."

My nose flares and I roll up the imaginary sleeves of my t-shirt, "Who is that psycho maniac? I swear I'll bust his butt so bad for hurting you he'll be calling for his mama and his grandmama." I declare.

Corey's eyes widen and flick to Jake standing behind me, who suddenly goes very still.

An evil grin comes on Corey's face. "It was Jake!"

"Gottcha. I'll be on my way to bash his—wait whaaat?" I pause flexing my fists and widen my eyes.

Jake?

Oh mama. How the heck am I gonna bust his butt?

"You sure his name is Jake?" I ask.

Corey nods.

"The Jake that's currently standing behind me?" I ask.

He nods again.

"You sure it's not some other shorter and scrawnier Jake?"

Corey gives another nod.

"Okayyy then." I spin on my heel to face The Jake.

I crane my head up to look at his face resting upon a strong neck with broad and wide shoulders looking like another version of hulk. He raises his eyebrows at me.

"I know I won't be able to hurt you," I whisper to him hoping no one else can hear. I really wish I could sometimes lift him and smack him hard to the floor. "But can you pretend to get hurt while I beat the crap out of you?"

He furrows his eyebrows. "I would but I genuinely can't pretend to be hurt."

"Just try." I plead. "I already gave my word to Corey to bust your butt."

His amazing butt.

"If you say so..." He furrows his eyebrows.

"Thank you." I nod. "If I'm being too harsh then scream and I'll stop, kay?"

He doesn't get to respond before I'm already raising my fist and swinging it towards his stomach. My fist connects with his rock-hard body and I'm pretty sure I hear a crack. Not from his stomach. But from my wrist.

"Ouch," Jake says, blankly.

"Ouch!" I yelp, clutching my fist and jumping around. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

I wasn't the one who was supposed to get hurt!

"Are you alright?" Jake asks, stopping me and taking my broken fist in his hands.

"My hand is broken!" I cry out.

"It's not." He states.

"Mister, I heard a crack." I narrow my eyes.

"It was just you're imagination." He says.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Kidnapper charges at Corey with an angry look.

Corey's eyes widen and he doesn't get enough time to move away when Kidanper bulldozes toward him. Lucky for Corey, Jake comes in between just in time and grabs Kidnapper by his hoodie, hauling him away from Corey.

Jake raises Kidnapper to his eye level by the front of his hoodie. Corey's and my eyes widen as Kidnapper's feet lift off the ground and he's clutching at Jake's wrist.

"Why don't you stay the fuck away from my brother?" Jake warns, a dark look on his face.

Oh mama.

"He's the reason my girl cheated on me! She was obsessed with him." Kidnapper glares.

"Ayo, people are obsessed with me all the time." Corey pipes in.

Jake and Kidnapper shoot him a glare. Corey's smile drops and he silently walks over to me and stands behind me as if I can hide him from them.

"Sorry, continue." He mumbles.

"Your girl was the problem not him," Jake says to Kidnapper, setting him back on his feet again. "Find yourself a loyal girl who doesn't cheat on you even if she's being offered a million fucking dollars."

"I did," Kidnapper says. "I found her." He looks at me.

"Not her!" Jake snaps. "She's already mine."

"Let us share!" Kidnapper pleads.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jake frowns.

"I'm already next in line, bro," Corey speaks up but then covers behind me when Jake shoots him another dark look. 

"Just kidding, bro." Corey mumbles.

Kidnapper's suddenly on his knees, latching onto Jake's leg taking him by surprise.

"Please let me have her!"

"Get the fuck away from me!" Jake makes a face as if he's swatting away a bug.

"You don't even love her!"

"You don't know that!" Jake tries shaking him off his leg.

"Please, I really want her!"

"I don't care!" 

After many tries, Jake's finally able to unlatch Kidnapper from his leg.

"Fine!" Kidnapper grumbles, standing back up and crossing his arms. "You can have her."

"What the fuck do you mean? She was already mine." Jake grumbles.

Kidnapper doesn't respond to Jake though. Instead, he's walking toward me.

Before I can comprehend what's he doing, he throws his arms around me and engulfs me in a hug.

Jake's body tenses and his fists clench at that.

"It was good to know you, Angel." Kidnapper murmurs to me.

I pat his back in return. "Good to know you too, Kidnapper."

He pulls away not before pressing a kiss to my cheek. He turns toward Corey and glares at him.

"Come on, man. It really wasn't my fault." Corey says. "Let's just shake it off with a handshake, eh?" He holds out his hand.

Kidnapper gazes at his hand with a frown before scoffing and turning on his heel and walking away.

"Okay..." Corey slowly put his hand back down and gives a shrug.

I turn towards Jake but he's already marching toward me. He pulls me into a bone-crushing hug, squeezing me to him.

"I got really worried." He murmurs into my hair.

"How did you find me?" I ask.

"We tracked Corey's car."

"Ooo Mister Detective guy." I grin.

"Aww, can I have some hugey too?" Corey holds his arms out towards us.

Jake frowns at him. "Do you want me to make you use that icepack somewhere else?"

Corey glares at him in return.

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Words: 2950

Date of posting: 7th April 2022