Chapter 5 - ASHLEY

There was a loud commotion, and all the voices and whispers in the hallway suddenly died down. The place that was bustling just a while ago suddenly became as quiet as a graveyard; you could literally hear a pin drop.

Only one person can pull off such control, Jayden Callisto. I rolled my eyes so hard when he and his group of friends came into my line of sight. He is dressed in his all-black attire as usual, but the difference this time is the fact that a girl is clinging to his arm for dear life.

The actual fuck? Tina?

Flinging the girl of him, he approached us. I noticed how he carefully avoided Ria's eyes, which were throwing poisonous daggers at him. He kept his gaze trained on me, especially. What did I do to piss this asshole off? I have not even done anything yet.

"Angela and Clover, I need to have a word with you right now," He demands.

Demands? The audacity of this walking STDs to actually walk up here and demand in the most disrespectful manner to talk to us.

The fuck are Angela and Clover????

I looked around to make sure I was not the one he spoke to in such a rude manner, because obviously, I am not the one, since my name is not Angela. That little action of mine seems to have pissed him off further.

"I am talking to you," he says through gritted teeth.

"Me? Are you sure you meant me? Because the last time I checked, Angela was not written on my birth certificate, so I doubt I was the one you were referring to," I said firmly, and in the same rude manner he spoke.

I could literally hear his molars grinding together, and to be frank, I don't give two fucks. If he lacks basic courtesy, well, so do I. I stared him down defiantly.

"Jayden, behave," Ria says finally.

He finally acknowledges her presence. Flashing her a toothy grin, he waves at her.

"Hey, Cuz, didn't see you there," he lies through his teeth.

Pathological liar.

Ria glared at him, which he completely ignored as he focused his attention back on me. Man, I really want to punch this fucker in the face.

"How about we do this cordially or..." he says, gesturing to the burly guy behind him.

This asshole.

"You have no right to move me without my permission; it does not matter who you think you are, but let me get this straight, I do not want to talk with you," I said defiantly.

He sighed like he was dealing with the hardest job he had ever come across. Without a warning, I was lifted off the ground, my vision going upside down in an instant.

"Jayden," Ria warned

"Not now, cousin, I have important business to deal with. We can settle this at home, okay? toodleloos," he says

"Are you going to walk or-'' he trailed off his threat, obvious.

"I-I'll walk," Chloe says, glaring at him.

I struggled, hitting and kicking, but that did not faze the guy who had me over his shoulder. Everyone watched as I was abducted by this asshole and his gang of goons. The actual fuck!

This fucker led us to an empty classroom. I was rudely dropped on my butt. Well.... Technically, that was my fault as I kneed the guy carrying me in the balls.

Please don't ask me how my legs got there.

"Fuck!" the guy exclaimed, holding his injured part.

I felt an odd sense of satisfaction watching him grovel in pain. Jayden looked at us with a bored and uninterested look. I would love nothing more than to kick that stupid face of his.

Just as I was about to stand up, another set of strong, muscular arms picked me up. Am I a fucking ragdoll to these assholes? This time around, it was Jayden who picked me up.

The actual fuck!

"Drop me, you fucker!" I yelled, pounding his back.

"Okay'' was the only thing he said before my worldview returned to normal, but the pain in my ass worsened. This asshole dropped me in the most unpleasant way ever.

"You asshole!" I growled while glaring at him.

Owwieeeee.

"She's feisty."

"Definitely"

I slapped the outstretched hand in front of my "Do I look disabled to you?"

I stood up from the ground, glaring daggers at Jayden, hoping it would at least kill him. He is so damn lucky I don't have a gun.

"Hi, I am Clayton," the person who offered to help introduces.

I already knew all their names. The one who had me on his shoulder, his name is Zack. The one who said I was feisty, his name is Don. That is odd. Where are the other two?

"I don't give a fuck" I said plainly.

"I did not call you here for that, so save it," Jayden says.

"Then what do you want?" Chloe snaps.

She is tired of this bullshit going on because normally, she is very calm and controlled. It is quite obvious.

"Where is Karina?" Jayden asks, revealing his true intentions.

I scoffed, "Why do you want to know? You fucked up, remember?"

"I'll ask one more time, where is Karina?" Jayden asks, clearly ignoring what I said.

"And why do you ask? For what reason does her whereabouts concern you?" Chloe asks.

Jayden was stunned for a second before he regained his composure. Putting that fake mask back on. Idiot.

He gestured to Zack. Zack looked like he had seen a ghost, but he unwillingly carried out what he was asked to do. He grabbed my hair, the pain spreading fast like tiny needles on my scalp. I yelped in pain.

"This is too far," Don says, stopping Zack.

Jayden glared at Don but did not say anything. Out of anger and revenge, I kicked Zack in the balls again. I watched as he fell to the floor this time. I turned to face Jayden.

"You, just forget about her, she's better off with Damien," I said, dragging Chloe along with me.

Nemernic prost.