Chapter 4: is this appropriate?


    Jackie''s POV


    I was sitting on the couch squished in between Dn and Jaden— not that I wasining— and


    we were just watching Trace Urban. At least, I was watching Trace. The two gods beside me were


    fixated on their phones as were the rest of the boys. Dn looked intensely at his screen and it


    seemed like he wasn''t liking what he was seeing. His lips pulled into a heavy scowl and his brows


    furrowed together as if he was fuming. He abruptly stood up and went upstairs.


    I looked to my other side to see Jaden aggressively ying a game of FIFA. He was focused and I


    wondered what would happen if I just bumped his phone out of his hand.


    "Oh no." The phone fell with a sounding crack that had everyone frozen in their ce. That doesn''t


    sound right. Jaden picked his phone up and stared with his mouth open like a fish. His once scratch


    less screen was now a canvas of multiple shatters. Some of the ss had even spread out on the floor


    and Bryan had gone to get something to sweep it up. I stared back at Jaden with apologetic eyes and


    started bbering. "Jaden, I''m so sorry. I didn''t think that would happen. I was just bored and none of


    you were paying me any attention. I just wanted you to talk to me and so I tried distracting you. I''m


    sorry for your shattered screen, I''ll repay all the damages. How much do you think it''ll be-"


    I stopped my rambling when I heard his chuckle. "You''re funny when you babble." He looked at me with


    something that looked like adoration in his eyes. Err. "It''s fine. You don''t have to get my phone fixed. It''s


    due for an upgrade anyways." At this statement, I narrowed my eyes.


    "You stupid boy! You made me freak out over this thing. That was not right!" I sealed it with a p


    across the face. Now, that was loud. His head turned to the side from the impact and Jaxonughed


    loudly while everyone was speechless.


    "What the hell?! That was painful!" Jaden rubbed his cheek, bewildered at my reaction. "Damn woman,


    where did you learn to hit?" He cried out.


    "When someone messes with me, I tend to do that." I blushed furiously— even though they can''t see it


    — and reached out for his face. "Here, let me see." I tried to help but he held his hands up to block his


    face.


    "Don''t hit me again." He pleaded.


    "I won''t. Just let me see your cheek." I pried his hands down to hisp to be faced with the sight of a


    red hand mark on his tanned skin. Well.


    How do I say this? "Um... There''s a tiny red mark on your face. Like, you''re blushing type of red." The


    look he was giving me was murderous. "I think I''m just going to go to the kitchen, right about..." I was


    already bolting out the lounge. I could hear heavy steps following closely behind me. I made many


    twists and turns and opened a random door. I mmed it and leaned against it, sliding down. Why was


    this house so damn big? My eyes were closed and my breath was ragged as I tried topose myself.


    When I caught sight again, I looked around the grey and white room. Well, this ce is nd. Who


    even sleeps here? As I got up, I could hear Jaden''s taunting voice out in the hallway.


    "Hey Jackie, where are you? I just want to talk. Come on out." I''m so dead. "I wonder what room you''re


    in? Is it this one?" pause "Nope. I bet it''s this one... Aw, no luck." I could hear his footsteps getting


    close and decided to hide in the bathroom. Locking the door, I heard Jaden entering the room and tried


    to be as quiet as I could be.


    After a few minutes of silence. I let out a sigh of relief and walked closer to the door. Opening it, I


    looked around to find nothing. I walked out of the room and downstairs to the kitchen to find Jaden


    waiting, leaning against the counter with an Oreo in hand. Oh no.


    "Hey Jackie. I was looking for you. See this," He turned his face to reveal a bruised cheek turning a bit


    green. Ooh, that''s not pretty. "This is my beautiful face ruined. And I''m going to get my revenge." He


    gave a cynical smile and that was my cue to leave. I turned around to be blocked by James and Alex.


    "Oh,e on guys. I don''t wanna die." I hissed quietly, trying to negotiate my way through this.


    James turned me back around, cing his hands on my shoulders. This feels nice. I felt shivers when


    he leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Calm down, princess. Just go apologize to nice Mister Jaden


    and give him a nice hug." Is it bad that I enjoyed being embraced by him?


    "No. I don''t want to give him a nice hug. He''ll probably crush me to death." I pleaded for him to let me


    go as I saw Jaden grinning with open arms. We advanced to him, closer and closer, while I struggled


    out of James'' grip. "Please don''t let that monster touch me." I was fake-crying now. Burying my head


    into James'' chest, I sobbed loudly.


    "Hey, hey, hey." It was him. Jaden. "I''m not going to hurt you. I was just joking,e on, don''t be so


    gullible. Come here, baby girl, I''ll give you some chocte." I heard a sliding door open and close.


    "Here, see, it''s Toblerone." I held my hand out to feel the triangr prism of Toblerone chocte and


    hugged it to my chest. "This is my favourite chocte and I''m letting you have it. Do you believe me


    now?" His voice was soft.


    "Thank you." My voice was small. Man, I was a really good actress. I sounded helpless to my own ears.


    Lifting my head to face him, I wrapped my arms around James. I wasn''t letting him go just yet. "Sorry


    for pping you."


    "Sorry for scaring you." He smiled warmly, joining my and James'' hug.


    Suddenly a loud voice made itself known. "Okay. Sorry to interrupt this weird butforting moment


    but I''m feeling awkward right now." Alex spoke out and broke our group hug. "I''m hungry, make me


    something."


    "River is the cook, not me." Jaden spoke.


    Speak of the devil and he shall appear. "I''m not your servant, you boy." River barked out walking


    towards the stove. He took out a pot and a pan from the cupboard and some pasta from the cupboard.


    After filling the pot with water, he added that stringy pasta- I think it''s called linguine or something like


    that- and closed it, setting the te to 4. He put some oil into the pan and defrosted some chicken.


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    "Where did he learn to cook?" I inquired.


    "His mom." James replied.


    "Oh, that''s so cute. Where is she now?"


    River interrupted. "She''s dead."