Disclaimer: I don’t own the song used here it’s called Wicked Games by Chronic Future but I have changed one word from the lyrics to make it fit better

Chapter 3

Another day of pretending, another wrong about to be righted, another day with out her here, Jarod had called her last night all through their conversation he sensed that there was something on her mind he tried to make sense as to what it was but he couldn’t get a good reading he felt it may have something to do with him but that was all he could get. When the call ended Jarod found himself feeling lonelier then ever before so he throw himself into his work so he wouldn’t have to deal with his feeling for the moment.

Jarod stopped midway through planning the take down of his latest pretend to listen to the song playing on the radio

Did I wait too long

It made me somber wondering onward stronger

On and on

But I'm still away

You haven't killed me

I am willing to persevere another day

You can run away but you can't escape

All these wicked games

You're impossible like ignoring the habit of breathing

I'm expendable to you completed then superseded

I insist it ends

My circumstances burned my chances

The answers want it that way

But I'm still away

I have opponents

I've got moments to own that know my way

But it still exists and it's still there

You can't escape these wicked games

Jarod couldn't go on like this he knew it still wasn't the right time to confront her with his feelings, the games the Centre made them play had to end one way or another and he'd rather be thrown back into the Centre by her then to spend a life time without her but first he had to finish up his pretend then he'd go to her