His Mission (HIS SERIES Book 1) by SAKINA HUSSAIN (each kindness read aloud TXT) 📗

I nibble on my bottom lip as I try to figure out a way I can avoid Jake. I don't have any lessons with him today so that's a plus however we always spend lunchtimes together with Ivory, Trish and a few other friends.

I groan once again as I think of Ivory. I hope Jake and I breaking up doesn't mean our friendship will go in the same direction. I view her as a sister and really don't want to lose her too.

I sigh heavily, pulling myself up off the bed an wince a little as a sharp pain jolts through my stomach. Take it easy. The doctors exact words.

Ha. The irony. . .

So much for taking it easy.

My thoughts turn back to Jake as I search for an outfit through my little belongings. I can't believe how icy his tone changed towards me. . . It reminded me of the first time I'd seen him.

Dangerous, piercing blue eyes and a glare to scare off even the toughest of people. I shudder before remembering how sweet he can be. Underneath his bad boy facade is a genuinely lovely, caring person and that's the boy I'd fallen so deeply in love with. Not the dangerous scary bad boy that had the town shake in fear whenever he was in their presence.

His words keep ringing through my head but I refuse to believe them. . . Maybe because I didn't want to believe them.

I am evil. It's who I am.

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I've opted for a black hoodie that hung low ending just above my knees. Underneath I wear denim jeans with some black converse. My hair is pulled into a high ponytail and I wear little makeup, only using it to attempt to cover up my dark under eyes.

I sigh deeply as I look in the mirror of the college bathrooms. I still resemble a sleep deprived zombie and my eyes are as puffed up as ever.

I grab my bag off the floor and headed for my first lesson as the bell rings, signalling the start of the day. My feet drag against the floor and I feel exhausted, physically and mentally. My mind is hazy and I keep my head down, out of sight.

I bump into someone and apologise quietly, shrinking myself against the walls.

"Emily!"

I turn and my gaze meets Ivory's. She's waving through the crowd and I give her a small smile, waiting for her to catch up.

"Hey!" She says, approaching me. She glances at my outfit before her eyes reach my face, looking sympathetic.

"How are you doing?" She asks me, pulling me into a bear hug. I feel myself instantly relax, my shoulders slumping against her. I murmur a response into her hair and hold her tightly, feeling grateful to have such an amazing friend. She isn't treating me any different now that Jake and I aren't together. I pull back and smile tightly at her —

"How is he?" I ask quietly and she looks at me, chewing on her bottom lip.

"You don't know, do you?" She asks nervously and I frown at her. My heart begins to pick up in speed, beating against my chest.

"Don't know what?" I ask. She pauses for a few moments before pulling me closer, out of ear shot.

"Jake's boss beat him up Emily, he was barely alive when me and Tobias found him. Oh my god, it was horrible."

My mind blurs and I hold onto the wall for support as I feel my knees weaken.

"Why did Amil beat him?" I ask quickly, my heart rate increasing.

"I don't know, Tobias wouldn't tell me."

"But he rang me this morning, he sounded fine. . . A little angry but not in pain."

"It's Jake, he doesn't show when he's in pain. He's all patched up now but he's resting at home. He's not the same without you Em, he's just . . . Sad." Ivory explains, her voice softening. I feel my heart clench tightly and I take a step back, fiddling with my hands.

"I don't know what to do," I murmur, closing my eyes. The corridors are almost empty now and I sink to the floor, pulling my knees towards my chest. I feel Ivory's hand squeeze my shoulder before she crouches next to me —

"It's okay to need some space," she reassures me and I nod in a daze, my mind unable to think straight.

"Is he going to be okay?" I ask, my throat tightening as I think of him in pain. Ivory nods, helping me up off the floor.

"I think so, he's as tough as old boots. Tobias and I miss you, the house isn't the same. It's like a piece of Jake is missing too," she adds sadly and I give her a small smile knowing exactly how she feels. I miss them too, both of them.

"I miss you too but I can't do it anymore Ivory, I just can't."

 

 

Chapter Sixty - Explaining the unexplainable.

I make my way to the living room and collapse onto the couch, letting my bag slide to the floor. Shutting my eyes, I immediately feel sleep wash over me and I sigh contently, cuddling further into the soft fabric.

It has been a long day.

I pull my phone out of my pocket and scroll down till I find Jake's number. I've thought about him all day, worried about what Amil had done to him. A pang of hurt jabs into my chest as I realise I wasn't there for him. I wasn't there to care for him like he had done with me, I had left him when he needed me the most.

Hey, Ivory told me what happened, are you okay? -Em

I send the text and nibble on my bottom lip debating whether I should have put an 'x' at the end or not. I