Page 29 of Set the Moment
Didn’t peg my little angel to be into polyamory, but if that’s what you like, just know we’re cutting it out of our relationship
Iscoff as I reread his message for the third time, and before I get the chance to respond, those three little dots pop up again, alerting me of Jace’s next onslaught of messages.
I watch as the message bubble appears for a minute before disappearing and the phone vibrates. The image of myself being reflected on the screen appears as he video calls me.
Is he some kind of psycho? EvenifI was with another man right now, I wouldn’t answer his call.
So then why is your heart racing, Sienna?
Shut up, Christine…Yes, I named the evil part of my consciousness.
Dashing around the room, I throw on a hoodie and tug on my lavender bonnet, securely wrapping my hair up before answering the phone.
Don’t look at me like that…
Jace won’t stop until I answer the phone, so I might as well give in before he makes my phone die from constant ringing.
In seconds, the screen displays a shirtless Jace peering up at his camera with an annoyed expression. His dark blond brows are furrowed together as he squints at the screen.
“Wha—”
“Who’s hoodie is that?” he cuts me off, his voice tight as he observes my surroundings, I scoff at his interruption, but it doesn’t stop him from continuing his pestering.
“I’m busy.” I respond through gritted teeth.
Yeah…busy playing video games and erasing that horrible date from my mind, but he doesn't need to know that.
“You’re obviously not busy enough to talk to me…She’s taken by the way, big guy. And if you so much asthinkabout touching her, I’ll—”
“You’ll what?” I tease, poking the bear. My heart skips as I replay his words, but they're futile. He’s only doing this because he’s an asshole.
No other reason at all.
“I’ll kick his goddamn door down, angel,” he yawns, his entire body shaking with the force of it.
“Sleepy?”
“No…I was waiting for you,” he replies nonchalantly before turning over in his bed.
Waiting for me?
I don’t like the feeling that my heart has from hearing those words. The feeling is soft and warm and completely unreliable.
“Goodnight, angel,” Jace yawns again, smiling sleepily after a few minutes of silence.
“Goodnight, psycho…”
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I’mstartingtothinkthe scientists were right…Sleep is an essential part of daily life and heartbreak can kill, especially if it’s dealt to you by a pink-haired dance teacher who could care less about you or your feelings.
My minds been running off images of what could and did happen between Sienna and that fugly green sweater wearing jackass. I mean come on…my girl couldn’t have at least picked someone with a sprinkle of style?
Last night, I purposefully fell asleep on the phone with her. You want to know what I woke up to instead of a purple bonnet and her soft snores?
I woke up to Blake fucking Wilder and Alec goddamn Tu staring down at me with devious smiles on their faces, dressed in their workout clothes for today’s morning skate. My phone, the same one that I was almost certain Sienna fell asleep on, was dead when I checked it.
