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We’re both silenced, suddenly, by a hard knock at the door, both of our heads spinning towards it. I’m faster than Jerome, though, using this to my advantage. “You know that’s Daniel, right?” I say, smirking as I reach for the handle. “Maybe we should just…let him
in? See what he thinks?”
“No, Fay –” Jerome says, his face worried. But I just grin at him and whip open the door, turning to face Daniel with a wicked grin.
That falls immediately from my face.
Kent is standing there, his arms folded, glaring at me. And then his
eyes flicking dangerously to Jerome, standing behind.
“Sir,” says Jerome, putting his hands out where Kent can see them, like he’s being questioned by the police. “I’m sorry sir -1 meant to get her for you, like you asked – but we got distracted –”
“Distracted by what?” Kent says, his voice slow, even. Perilous. I take a step away from Kent, freaked out by the violence on his face. “What distracted you, Jerome?” Kent asks again, taking a step into the room, his eyes flicking to me once as he prowls closer to his prey. “What distracted you so much that you came into Fay’s room? Alone? And shut the door? When she’s undressed?”
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“Please,” Jerome begs, quailing a little under the force of Kent’s
stare. “I promise–it was nothing – we’re – we’re friends –”
Kent doesn’t acknowledge a word that Jerome says, just continues to stalk closer to him until their faces are inches apart. “Get the fuck out, Jerome.”
Jerome immediately flinches away, nodding and dashing for the door, clearly scared – perhaps even for his life. He doesn’t even look at me as he goes. I watch Jerome’s form disappear out my door and down the steps, shocked and freaked out myself. Then I turn back to Kent, my eyes wide.
“What the hell is going on, Fay?” Kent asks, arms crossed, glaring at me.
“Nothing,” I insist, staring at him, shocked. “Seriously, Kent,
there’s nothing going on between me and Jerome, there can’t be, he’s-”
And then I stop realizing…
Realizing that Kent actually doesn’t know. That he wouldn’t be this jealous, this enraged, if he knew that the bedroom that Jerome is actually secretly visiting is…Daniel’s.
“Kent,” I say, crossing the room to him and putting my hands flat on his chest, looking up into his face. “Seriously, you’ve got to believe me – there’s nothing going on between me and Jerome. He’s my friend – one of my only friends, in this house.” I bite my lip
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at him, knowing–well, knowing that that’s worked in the past.
Hoping it works again. “Please – just trust me. It was an innocent
visit.”
I can tell by the stony nature of Kent’s face that he doesn’t quite believe me. I frown a little, confused. Why – if we just slept together hours ago – if he just took my virginity – why would he think I was sneaking Jerome up into my room for some kind of tryst?
“You’ll have to forgive me for doubting your fidelity, Fay,” Kent sneers. “Especially considering that your boyfriend is downstairs. Waiting for you. To take you on a trip.”
I blink at Kent, totally confused.
Then I take a step away, anxious. Is this…is this some kind of trap?
“Kent,” I whisper. “What are you talking about?”
Kent cocks his head to the side, studying me, but I look at him with honest confusion on my face. He assesses me for a moment and then nods toward the door. “Come and see for yourself,” he says, stepping towards it. I follow, eager to understand, padding after him in my bare feet until we’re both standing at the top of the steps. I’m still looking up at Kent, though, when he stops and gestures down to the first floor.
And then I look and my mouth falls open.
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Because Ivan is standing there, smirking up at me.
“Are you ready, Fay?” he asks, all brash assurance. “Time to go.”
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