Chapter three~ Jealousy Resides in The Unloved Ones

Okay, yes, I will fully and completely admit that I was jealous of Cassidy. I hated her with an ever-growing passion. Nate had made plans to go training with her on Saturday while I was gone, and that had really set me off. But of course I did not let him see my rage; I simply walked away and avoided him in order to preserve my feelings of anger. I would never let him see me this angry, this envious of her. It was two days before the Friday I was supposed to leave that he made these plans, and it was hard trying to avoid him. To busy myself and get my mind off of him, I began to pack my bags even though I did not leave until Saturday.

I was trying to neatly arrange everything in my bag, double and triple checking everything, then always purposefully found an error in my organization and did it all over.

"How many times are you going to unpack and repack?" Nate asked from the doorframe of my room which he leaned a shoulder against. He wore dark blue jeans, and was barefoot and shirtless, showing off tan, well-toned chest muscles that would have made me fight for breath if I wasn't already used to the sight.

"I'll do it as many times as I want." I replied in the calmest tone I could manage, only stealing a small glance at him.

He crossed his arms over his chest. "What aren't you telling me, Caddie? Why are you avoiding me?" He asked.

I didn't even hesitate my reply. "I've just been so busy with the mission Eckhart is sending me on." I lied. It was against my code to lie, but this one time was okay.

"Caddie," he hissed, now standing right behind me. "Don't try lying to me. It'll never work."

"Look Nate, I'm busy. Why do you not leave and go bother your stupid little girlfriend Cassidy-" I slapped a hand over my mouth before I could continue. But it didn't matter. I'd already blown my cover. He knew now that I was just a jealous pig.

But instead of looking disgusted, he looked rather... amused. He had a crooked little smirk-like grin that set off his eyes, and began to walk over to me. "So THAT'S what this is about." He mused, then pressed me against a wall and blocking me with his arms on both sides of me so I couldn't escape.

I felt my cheeks heat up and turn pink, so I looked away in order to avoid making eye contact. "I don't know what you are talking about."

"Ah, but I think you do. You're scared of her." He accused. I slammed my hands into his chest in order to shove him away.

"I most certainly am not!" I yelled, going back to me suitcase.

"Yes, very scared. Jealous too?" He continued, and that was when I lost it. I could not stand it any longer. I could not stand the way he could get in my head and practically read my thoughts. I hated it. And for about five seconds, I hated HIM. And in those five seconds, I ran over and swung my fist at his face. And he caught my fist before I was able to connect with his jaw. I had no clue how he was able to do it, I was normally much faster than he. I suppose my shock must have shown quite clearly.

"Caddie," he said with a smile. "Don't be afraid or jealous of her. She's not going to replace you out here," then he took the fist of mine and held it to his chest. "Or in here."

I couldn't have held it back for another second. I ran out of the house, and down the driveway where I sat down to cry.

I heard the front door open again about ten minutes later, and I knew it was Nate coming to check on me. He had never seen me cry, and I planned to keep it that way.

I felt him hovering behind me. "Just go away Nate." He stayed put. "I said go away! Just leave me alone!"

And with that, I heard his footsteps fade away...

I knew what was waiting for me inside the house. A nice, long talk from Nate without Will to back me up. I was scared to face him. I just could not bear to see the angry, disappointed, maybe even saddened look on his face... he had every reason to be all those things. I should not have ran away. Even so, there was no way to avoid him forever. That much I knew. I had to swallow my knight's pride, and face the problem with a straight face.

So, I did.

All the lights were off when I went in, so I was a little suspicious that he might be playing some kind of trick on me. "This is not funny Nate," I called out. "You know I don't like the dark."

I took two steps backward, and then bumped into something connected to familiar arms that ran around me and held me close. "It's not supposed to be funny," he whispered, burying his face into my neck, gently rubbing my skin with his mouth. It tickled, and goosebumps covered me head to toe. He turned me around and before I could ask what it was he was doing, his lips were on mine. Then there were no thoughts or wonders, just him. Nothing else in the world mattered.

Once he broke away, my thoughts returned and one specifically hit me like a train. "He's got a girlfriend." I reminded myself. "And I just helped him cheat on her..." then I became angry and stormed off to my room again. It wasn't even pure anger that I felt, it was a mix of sorrow, regret, guilt, lust, sadness... the list goes on and on...

I left for Ellinia early the next morning, before anyone woke up.

I did not even feel guilty about not saying goodbye.

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