Chapter 14

Tasha's P.O.V

"What are you talking about?" I asked, still surprised by his question.

"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about. " He said, his eyes getting darker and stormier by the second.

I fidgeted but didn't say anything. There's no way that I'm admitting I'm the one.

"Are you the one?" He asked again, this time his voice getting a bit higher. That immediately pissed me off, and I shot back at him

"So what? What if I was the one who locked her up in the Janitor's closet? What are you supposed to do about it!?"

Alex's mouth hanged open as he stared back at me, our chest heaving. Eventually, he narrowed his eyes and continued more discreetly.

"Do you know that Sylvia is claustrophobic? What if she died there?"

"That's none of my business! She should learn to stay in her place. I won't let her take what's mine."

"And what's yours that she's taking?"

"You!" I announced, then continued more calmly." She's trying to take you from me."

"What?" Alex asked, dumbstruck.

"Why are