Chapter 15: Chapter 15

JAYDEN

"Where are you taking me to?" I asked as Bella dragged me along with her

"To a place where we can talk"

I dragged my hand away from hers. "There is nothing to talk about"

"There is a lot to talk about "

I folded my hands. "I don't want to talk to you"

"It isn't like you talk to people"

I frowned. "I talk to people"

"You don't talk to people. There is never anyone you had wanted to talk to"

I blinked. Why is she acting like, she knows me?. "I talk to people. You are the one who seems not to have friends"

She rolled her eyes. "If there is anyone who doesn't have friends here, it's you. You'd refused to break the barrier you had created"

I frowned. Why is she acting like she knows what I had passed through? "Don't act like, you know me" I yelled. I was already getting pissed off.

She sighed. "I might not know you that much but the little I know is enough"

"You can't judge me by the little you know"

"Then give me a chance to know you"

I batted my lashes. Does she want to know me?. I brushed my hair backward. I was frustrated. Why would she want to know me?. "There is nothing to know about me"

She sighed. "You can start by telling me, how long you planned on mourning your father"

I hissed. "As much as I can"

"You can't keep mourning him"

"You don't tell me what to do"

She scoffed. "You are weak"

"I am not weak!!"

"Then stop acting like a cry baby"

"I don't act like that"

"You do. Do you want to stay here?. Stay here forever?"

I groaned. "What point are you trying to prove?"

"Walk with me"

I sighed. "You won't bother me again if I do?"

She smiled. "For as long as you let me through. I won't bother you anymore"

"You'd better make it snappy"

"Sure"

**

I still couldn't believe Bella was passing by when she saw me at the graveyard, the other day. It was like she was there to see me. I thought in my mind, she came to see me. "Why will she travel from St Vincent to see you?" My subconscious mind had said

I thought about it. She can't come to America just to see me. Maybe she was passing by as she said. But passing by a graveyard sounds awkward to me. If my dad had not died, I won't have had any reason to come there. I was sure, she wasn't there to visit a loved one as I did. The words she said to my dad about me be cold-hearted, made me wondered if she had studied me or maybe students had told her I was cold-hearted. I was sure I wasn't. Ethan and she are just over exaggerating things. I blinked. I could thing remember the heated argument we had and how she was able to make me change my mind, about not talking to her. What about the few hours we spent together after we left the cemetery. I smiled. It was like she knew me and she read me right. She was able to get through to me and I told her everything I wouldn't have told her in a normal instance. She acted the way my dad would have acted if he was alive. She was also so bossy but in a cute way. The way she flipped her hair to the side to show her frustration when I am not letting her get through to me. The way she smiled whenever she felt I had opened up. I smiled and Ethan poked me. "You seems happy today"

I rolled my eyes. "I am always happy"

He scoffed. "You are not always happy. We both know that. But since we returned from Washington, you've been extremely happy"

I frowned. "What does that mean?"

He smiled. "Is there something I need to know?"

I sat up. "There is nothing you need to know"

"Are you sure?"

"Please spare me. I've got practice to go to"

He frowned. "You don't practice on Thursdays"

I batted my lashes. Of course, I don't. I had promised Bella to come practice with the rest. "I changed my mind"

He furrowed his brows. "You've never done that before"

"People change right?". He nodded. "Consider this as my time to change"

He chuckled. "Or miss Bella made you change your mind?"

I frowned. "She didn't. I just need to practice for the upcoming...". I blinked. I wasn't sure what to say next. "Whatever" I muttered

He chuckled. "Can I go with you?"

"No"

"Why can't I?. Remember I stopped practicing on Thursdays because of you,"

"The last time I checked, you don't practice. You don't even dance until Bella showed up"

He frowned. "Can you stop calling her, Bella, and accord her the respect she deserves. Gosh"

I chuckled. "She isn't complaining, why are you?"

"You're so rude"

"I know that and you love me that way"

He stood up. "I'm going to get ready too. We are going together"

"You can't go with me"

"Why?. Because it's miss Bella instructing us?"

I frowned. "Can you stop calling her name in every conversation we have?"

"Can you stop acting, like you own her"

I batted my lashes. "What are you talking about?"

He chuckled. "You are going there because of her"

"Don't you dare change the topic"

"I'm not changing the topic, I'm only been sincere"

I scoffed. "Do you have a thing for her?"

He frowned. "Do you want to accuse me of having a thing for your woman?"

I groaned. "We shouldn't be having this conversation". I turned. "And by the way, she is not my woman. You can have her if you want"

"Pervert" Ethan cursed. "She is your lecturer, you don't talk about her like that"

"But you can?"

"Whatever" he mumbled

I suspected Ethan was trying to piss me off, so I ignored him and went to get dress.

**

We walked into the studio. Only a few students were present. I looked around for Bella but she wasn't in the studio. I wanted to ask the students but I do not want them thinking like Ethan. I looked for a quiet spot at the far end of the room and sat down, waiting for Bella. Someone walked in and I thought she was the one. When she walked closer, I realized she was not Bella. I wondered who she was. She clapped her hands. "Come one closer, students. There is an announcement from your instructor". I stood up and walked closer to the rest. "Good day, everyone. I'm sorry, miss Bella won't be coming today". I batted my lashes. Why?. I thought she said she would come?. "She has got a few things to attend to. She will be here by next week"

I turned to look at Ethan. "Did she tell you why?" He whispered

I rolled my eyes. "I don't know, ok?"

He scoffed. "Whatever"

"You all should return home. Bye"

As she made to leave, I followed her. "Sorry, miss. Did Bella...". She glared at me. "I mean miss Bella. Did she tell you what she is up to?"

She frowned. "You must be Mr. Rude. You are just as rude as she said"

Bella considered me rude?. I batted my lashes and Ethan busted into a series of laughter. I glared at him. "What's up with the glare, Mr. Rude?" Ethan said. He stressed the rude part and I felt like ripping his head off. "Now that miss Bella, isn't coming. Can we go home, Mr. Rude?"

I groaned. "You're so annoying"

He rolled his eyes. "Annoying is better than been considered rude"

I pointed my finger at him. "You..."

"Bye Mr. Rude". He blew me kisses and ran away.

I picked up my bag and ran after me. I will make sure I break his mouth for calling me that name. Gosh, I still can't believe Bella gave me that name!!.