CHAPTER9
I was dressedand walking towards Regina’s for Sunday church. She had messaged to tell me when she got home last night, but I still had a certain sense of uncertainty. I don’t know why, I felt overly protective of Regina. I knew how Fallon’s mind worked. Sure, I had only been alone with her a couple of times, but it wasn’t hard to work out what kind of girl she was.
She craved for power, she was addicted to being liked and being centre of attention. She was put on a pedestal so high-no doubt by her parents-that it was impossible for anyone to knock her off. The confidence of that girl shone out of her so bright, nothing, or no one would bring her back down to reality where she belonged.
Knocking softly on the door, I wasn’t standing in the hall long before Regina swung it open, a huge smile on her face.
My erratic heart slowed slightly.
She looked over her shoulder then back at me, pressing her fingers to her lips. I stepped into her room and saw a very naked but covered up Jude.
My cheeks blushed.
“Check you,” I mouthed.
“Give me ten, I’ll wake Jude up and meet you at church, is that okay?”
I nodded, sticking my thumb up and walking backwards out the door. She gave me a big smile before closing the door.
“Go Regina,” I whispered, a ghost of a smile on my lips as I turned and walked down the hallway.
Stepping into church,I greeted the head mistress. I always thought churches were beautiful, but they also gave me a sense of comfort and I wasn’t sure why. I heard rushed footsteps behind me, I spun round to see Regina and Jude. All goofy and holding hands.
“Great, now I have someone to sit next to.” I smirked; Regina smiled back.
Jude moved into the pew first, followed by Regina and I slipped in next to her. I couldn’t stop myself from scanning the room and looking for Fallon. Why did I need to see her? Why was I addicted to feeling the rush that she made me feel?
I was pulled from my thoughts when I heard Regina giggle, I turned to look at her. Jude was whispering in her ear. His shirt and tie were scruffy from getting dressed in a rush, I never knew why we had to wear our uniform for church on Sunday. Seemed a waste of clean clothes.
I turned my attention to the front of the church where I saw the Vicar appear, dressed in all white cassock and his black roman collar.
The chatter soon fell quiet when suddenly we heard the heavy church doors slam. All of our heads turned to see Fallon and the dark-haired boy walk in. I scoffed, rolling my eyes as I faced the front.
Regina scooted closer to me. She was worried about being seen with Jude, but she had no reason to be worried. After what Fallon told me last night, her issue isn’t with Regina or Jude for that matter.
“Don’t worry,” I whispered to her, Jude’s hand moved to Regina’s bare thigh as he gave it a re-assuring squeeze.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood, my skin smothering in goosebumps as her heavenly scent filled my senses.
Of course, she would have to sit next to me.
I snatched the hymn sheet from the small gap beside me and placed it over my lap, covering my skin. I could already feel the heat radiating from me at her just being this close.
“Well, well, well…” she said low, her voice vibrating right through to my core, but I ignored her and focused on the vicar as he began talking.
I needed to shut her out.
I was over it.