Woah! That's a hell of a lot of visitors! Big 'thank you' to all you lovely viewers, 'cause guess what? WE BROKE 3,000! I don't know if that's an average view count for most stories, but nevertheless, I thank all of you who made this possible. Big chapter by my standards. Lots happening in 2,000+ words. And Happy (belated )Thanksgiving! I forgot to wish you guys a happy holiday because I was so busy writing of course! Just kidding, I've actually been asleep for like three days during my vacation. I swear I always waste half my vacations asleep. Hope you enjoy!

Tonari- Happy Thanksgiving to you too! Hope you had a good one. I'm writing and pushing out these chapters to make up for my terrible hiatus. Hope you enjoy the latest interaction. I hope to make a sequel, but maybe I'll end the story here. I'll let you know the moment I decide. I promise!

Hyde was quiet today. She'd sat in her little blue dress and did her work dutifully. It was strange seeing her act normal and not staring at him with her vicious gleaming eyes. He felt ill at ease. Of course, every time he moved towards her to get a closer look at her, Christopher would edge closer. And he fucking hated it.

Every time he inhaled, he swore smoke and fire burned his lungs and the cold worm that was jealousy writhed angrily within his aorta. He could've sworn that Christopher was beginning to become attached to Hyde. With such stupidity, he'd would never last by her side. He would never keep her.

It seems these days he's just a bunch of clenched fists and violent thoughts. He's always been a bit angry, but recently he'd had to physically stop himself from running a blade across the nearest person's throat. The temptation was crushing him but he endured.

This Monday morning, he was late. Arriving an hour late due to the fact that he had to calm Felicia down when she began to sob loudly when their father woke unusually early and threw a fit at breakfast. Robert went to god-knows-where and Jack was left with consoling her. That's probably why he was so angry today. He wouldn't let himself believe it was because he wanted Hyde. He couldn't. But he did. Onyx hues lifted from his desk, past the chalkboard and to Hyde's side profile. In his peripherals, he saw her eyes tilt towards him before returning to the board.

Did she really not care? What the fuck changed? It made no sense, and it drove him crazy! She drove him crazy… He grumbled and begrudgingly went through the rest of his day, hawk eyes ever present upon her pale features.

It was only when he was walking out the door at the end of the day, as he saw her slip away, that things got really fun.

"Felicia, stay after for math today." Her protests were unheard as Jack stalked away to follow Hyde, maintaining a safe distance.

Hyde managed to escape from the underside of Chris' arm not two times today. She'd recently grown fond of him, but he was pushing her buttons in ways she didn't like them to be pushed. Not in the way Jack pushed them. She enjoyed those nuisances. Turning up her grey hoodie, she softly padded down the vacant hallways, the occasional straggler meeting her eyes then promptly looking away.

She shrugged and nearly danced as she made her way to the library/computer lab, her intent not entirely harmless. She gripped the handle and tipped as quietly as she could in the computer lab. Passing the front desk, she was forced to interact with Christopher, who volunteered at the library after school on most days.

"Hey little miss!" He whispered loudly, a sure grin on his face, eyes nearly lascivious She raised an eyebrow. Was that arrogance in his tone? She didn't like that. Hyde swallowed her pride for this one and sashayed purposefully towards his form at the front desk. His eyes glimmered at the sight of her figure moving towards him.

"Chris, I need something." She gripped his collar and bent down, the semi-cool air that was drafting down her cleavage signaled the swell of her breasts were exposed. As expected, the boy immediately lost all arrogance and was mesmerized. Ahh, hormonal teens..

"Y-yeah?" He cleared his throat in a very adolescent way.

"Get off."

"What?" For a moment he stared into her eyes, confusion clearly shining.

She rolled her eyes impatiently and moved to push at his shoulders. "I need the computer." He sighed and stood, a hand on her shoulder anchoring him to her. With a final muted scowl, he resigned.

"I'm gonna go the bathroom and then buy a drink in the cafeteria. I never saw my girlfriend slip in because I was gone." With that he left said victorious girlfriend behind.

She nodded absently and got to work, cracking her fingers.

Five minutes later, she was in the school database, accessible only by the front desk. She was curious and she wanted answers. Hyde scoured the students' names until she spotted the one she was here for;

Napier, Jack R

And boy, did she help herself.

Full name: Jack Robert Napier

Grade: 9

Teacher Comments:

-Isolated

-Doesn't interact well with others, often shirks away from companionship

-Incomplete work

She sighed. Nothing juicy; just useless information, such as birthday and teacher comments. A footstep sounded behind her. Chris was back. She quickly logged out of her hacked account and moved behind the non-fiction. Hyde watched the door, but when no one entered, she grew impatient. She could've sworn she heard something…

A hand spun her around and caught her by the shoulder. Her breath was knocked from her chest when she hesitantly rose her eyes to meet a pair of angry ones. Jack was seething. She could barely move beneath his strength and anger. For the first time in a long time, she didn't have a Plan B. He wasn't supposed to be here, but now he was and he looked ready to, well...kill.

He reminded her of a wolf, muscles poised to strike and lips pulled back in a snarl. She felt very much like a deer caught in headlights. Hyde didn't know what he was angry about, so she couldn't spin a lie that would placate him. God, she wished she could just slip from his harsh gaze and back into obscurity, where she belonged.

"C'mon sweetheart. Flashing your goods to get what you want? I pegged you for fucked up, but I'd have never guessed a whore." At the moment, he was using his words as fangs and venom. She felt her blood course in her veins and her heart accelerate, but it wasn't from fear; it was from pure, unadulterated rage.

"Hardly a whore if it's my boyfriend." She spit out at him. They were spiraling towards a hate so great, it'd consume them both. But like the masochistic gasoline and the foolhardy match, they still edged closer to one another, an explosion inevitable.

"We both know that's not what he is!" He roared deep in his chest like a lion. She raised an eyebrow questioningly, a dare dripping from plum lips like honey. Jack's eyes were wild and his stance, taut. As if the strain of her proximity were driving him mad, and she was sure it was. So, she drifted closer.

"When he winds his arms around you, do you wish it was me?" He breathed against her scarred cheek, rubbing gently and if she didn't know better, tenderly. So close to her, she could smell the scent of a campfire pulsing from his skin and it enthralled her senses.

Hyde made a face as if she tasted something bitter despite his delectable scent and looked him right in his possessive eyes.

"Never."

His back arched like a cat at her defiant nature. She had no right! First, she walked around and taunted him with her siren call. Then she ran into Chris' fucking arms. And that's why he's here cornering her in a library, while anyone can walk in.

"He's not your 'boyfriend' because he can't ever keep up with you."

And you can? She nearly spoke, but caught herself before some irrevocable damage was done. Instead, she opted to soothe his tumultuous mind.

"Then what is he?" She whispered against his throat, lips hushed against his flesh. She could feel his body lose some tension and curl into hers, but he was still far more reactive than she cared for, and he was far from over. As the words, rather than the sensation of her lips registered, he was back to being coiled very snake-like.

"He is your second-choice." He spat, all the while gritting his teeth. They both knew who was her first choice, and it hung in the air, its potency overwhelming. Even though he spoke the truth, she couldn't help but feel indignant.

"You don't think I could get my first choice?"

"Out of all your attempts, you still haven't interested them enough. What does that say?" Jack sneered and put heavy, warning hands on her shoulders, keeping her lips away from skin contact. He was aiming beneath the belt, he was aiming to hurt and inflict bloody wounds thatwould take time to heal. She laughed, but it wasn't a comical laugh; it was a humorless, cold laugh that was cruel and effective. Now, he'd offended her and wounded her pride.

"It says I just didn't care enough to actually try."

And that was what set it off.

The inferno blazing in Jack's eyes was brighter and resembled the fires of hell, but that's how she thought of it. He pushed himself against her, gripping the edges of the metal bookcase to trap her. The little bird with clipped wings. Right where he wanted her. He glared in her eyes and down to her lips and over that scar he so adored, but would never admit. He bit his tongue so he could speak no more. He didn't want her to say anything, so he couldn't say anything.

He breathed in. She breathed out. And their eyes met.

Slowly, Hyde rose to the tips of her shoe and lowered her lips towards his. He unconsciously heeded to her movements, bending down to meet her. She closed her eyes and brushed a kiss against his lower lip/chin scar. He growled, one arm retracting from the bookshelf to wind around her waist with crushing force, as if to hold himself steady. The wolf was alive in his stare once more and he went for the kill, like he planned to all along.

He moved his head down and their lips met. She sighed softly and the noise went straight to burrow in his chest. Inhaling her heady oleander scent through his nose, he deepened their kiss. Sweeping his tongue across her lower lip, she granted entrance and twisted their lips. This was the first kiss she was supposed to have. With him. She heard him release a baritone groan when she wrapped her arms under his arms and scratched crimson nails across his shoulders. In response to the pain she granted, he snatched her long, unruly locks and pulled hard. She mewled appreciatively and bit his ragged lower lip.

Suddenly, Jack released her mouth with a final bite and stared at something far away, above her head. He chuckled meanly and gripped her hips tighter. Only then did she hear the tune of 'Walking on Sunshine' being hummed quietly by Christopher.

Has it been 15 minutes already?

Hyde went to leave his embrace, intent on leaving the library undetected, but Jack's arms were tighter than Chris' ever were.

"Jack, he's here. He could see." She half-implored, but with the victorious gleam that his abyssal eyes shone, she knew that's exactly what he wanted.

"Let. Me. Go"

He looked at her, not an ounce of doubt in his tone.

"Never." She snarled at her defiant words thrown back at her in such a vengeful way but she couldn't help but arch her back towards him as he growled to her.

"I'll kill you." He knew she wouldn't in a thousand years, but she wasn't so sure.

Jack knew her game, so with his words he moved his king towards her queen, capture in mind.

"Then I'll die happy."

"If you keep this up, you'll die bloody." Hyde began to fill with white-hot rage, and her body shook much like his did. Now she was seething. To emphasize his point, he pulled her impossibly close and groaned loudly. Thankfully, Chris didn't notice. She craned her neck far, but didn't see much so he allowed her to rotate her body, so his front was molded to her back. His hot breath coursed down her neck, arms hugging her waist. He pushed her hair to the side and they both watched her current boyfriend; one with bated breath and the other with a malicious grin.

He began to kiss on her neck, much to her dismay. She bit her lip viciously and moved her head forward. Then promptly slammed it back into his nose. Jack yelped like an animal in pain and stumbled away from her. Hyde fled, straightening her hair and dress.

"What was that?" Chris asked. So he had heard the 'exchange'.

"I fell, but I'm fine now." She was out the door before Jack got his nose to stop bleed.

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