29 | Jealousy

Phoebe’s POV

I momentarily stiffen at his question but instead of anger, I’m overcome with guilt and fear. Because of the meds, I wasn’t feeling any rage but fear was still lurking around making me gulp nervously.

“I slept over your brother’s childhood bedroom last night since it was the closest one from the backdoor” I answer him truthfully even though Blaze and I were only asleep for three hours.

I rub the back of my neck nervously while avoiding eye contact and continue “I also kind of requested your brother to stay with me last night because it was late and I was scared. I slept on the bed whilst he occupied the couch” I lie once again and finally after gaining the courage to look at him, I look up and see his frowning face.

Please be convinced…

“Hmm, maybe I won’t say anything to Blaze. I mean for once he was not being a douche and also he helped you&r