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Chapter Four: The Fallout (Part 2)

“He’s heeeere.”

She whispered, in the voice from a horror movie she once watched long ago. Felix slipped between the bookcases, taking Jess with him laughing slightly under his breath as if this was all a game. He placed a finger over Jess’s lips as if to shush her.

“I know. No need to say it like that. He’s not a murderer.”

He looked at her reprovingly, then smirked ruining the effect of disapproval. He glanced around the shelf, as if searching for Gunner but seeing no one.

“Hiding from me are we.”

A deep voice issued quietly from behind Felix as he whirls around taking in the sight of Gunner and his rumpled appearance.

“Someone slept in their clothes.”

Noel smirked at Gunner, who flexed his jaw which issued a crackling sound into the silent library. Jess smirked slightly and merely shrugged when he said this. Alright, so if he was not a murderer, how the heck was he dangerous? And why was he even basically stalking him just to figure out some answer? She held in a sigh, staring at Gunner, who looked a bit intimidating, but not enough for her to feel frightened. She dealt with people like this before, so what was the difference? Not that she was really planning on fighting him or anything, but still. Felix laughed out loud, breaking the tension.

“Real intimidating.”

Gunner shrugged in a bored-like fashion.

“Who’s the woman? Another one of your lady companions?”

His voice brimmed with sarcasm and boredom. Felix’s eyes narrowed on Gunner.

“These are not the drones you are looking for.”

Gunner rolled his eyes.

“Wanted to let you know that I found it. No thanks to you. So…bye.”

Gunner turned around and walked away. Felix’s fists clenched at his sides as he watched Gunner’s back retreat. Jess raised her eyebrows when Gunner asked if she was another one of Felix’s lady companions. What, so apparently he had a lot? Was she just some game or something? She tried not to show what she was thinking about and feeling, and said once Gunner was gone.

“Well. Isn’t he just the life of the party?”

She walked back over to the other bookcase and sighed, pretending to be interested in the rows of books. Felix still watched Gunner, until Gunner exited the library. He turned to look at Jess and discovered that her emotions seemed to be spiking with jealousy. It tastes so delicious…and wrong, he thought.

“Just stay away from him, okay? He’s fond of games.”

Felix picked out a book and headed to a nearby table to leaf through some of the pages.

“Oh, really? Because I was definitely planning to be his best friend.”

She mumbled sarcastically, rolling her eyes and sighing softly as she went over to the section labeled mystery. She looked over the books, before pulling one out and opening it, looking through it. Felix narrowed his eyes at her.

“This is a serious matter. You shouldn’t be so flippant about it.”

He slammed the book shut with a decided snap and checked it out at the self-serve computer scanners before returning back to Jess’s side.

“I’m serious, Jess. Gunner’s not a nice guy, even for human standards.”

“I get it, okay?”

Jess muttered, not looking up from her book. She was not exactly going to go chat with Gunner any time soon, but he seemed a bit overprotective. She thought did he not know she could handle herself? She frowned slightly. Felix murmured something unintelligent, watching her face closely trying to decipher the feelings that she flickered through so rapidly. It was enough to make anyone’s head spin, but somehow she seemed composed and normal. It had to be a human thing, to be so composed while feeling so much. Jess was still feeling his eyes on her, which for some reason, made her feel a bit uncomfortable. So much so that she had to read the same paragraph several times and still did not fully understand it. Sighing, she closed the book and finally looked at him.


She asked an edge of annoyance in her tone. She had no idea what he said, and was not sure she wanted to.


He said a little too quickly, as he raked a hand through his already messy waves.