Chapter 32: Not in control.

Three years ago

Jace's POV.

"Have you ever felt like you were meant to meet certain people?" I ask Cass's friend Tyler from Hawthorne, who has been patient enough to sit here and listen to me blubber about senseless things.

We're sitting at the poolside table, he's smoking himself to death while I'm staring at Cass chat with her other friends across the pool.

I've been thinking about our conversation earlier, about how she doesn't want to lose our friendship cause it's the only good thing she has right now.

Yeah, so here's the thing.... It's not gonna work out.

Our friendship is bound to fail one way or the other.

"You mean like destiny or some shit?" He blows out smoke.

"Yeah, like destiny." I nod.

"Some people will bring meaning to your life and some will bring the kind of pain that will later turn into a lesson so yeah, I believe in destiny." He responds, lifting the joint back to his lips.

I sigh, leaning back in my chair, "So where am I supposed to put her?" I mutter more to mysel