Chapter 26

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Hudson's POV:

I woke up in a big room with way to many different colors inside. I was laying in an ugly yellow bed and the four walls had each one another blue tone.

Where the hell am I?

As I walked out of the room I found myself in a long hall.

This is Fiona's house. What am I doing here and where the hell is Dora?

When I arrived downstairs Fiona's laugher lead me to a grand room with a big glass table. Fiona, Jordan and Cecile sat there with a ton of food in front of them.

"Good Morning, gorgeous" Fiona greeted me with a big smile upon her face.

I sat next to Fiona's sister Cecile and glimpsed at Jordan. His head rested on his hands and he snored quietly.

"What happened last night?" I rubbed my temples and took myself a glass of water.

I guess Jordan's hangover, too.

"You got drunk. Hella drunk" Fiona chuckled.

Oh shit! What did I do?

I remembered that I was so unbelievably mad that Drew danced with Pandora. They looked so carefree and happy.

She could never have that with me. I have a horrible past and currently I am fair game to everyone in the NSJP.

Yes, I was jealous. But when they danced with each other I was so hurt and I wanted to hurt her too. So I did and no I feel so bad, not only because I'm hungover but because I would kill everyone who would try to hurt her and now that's exactly what I did.

"Where is Pandora?" I asked tired.

Fiona smiled knowingly and pushed a glass with a green liquid to me.

"Your girlfriend?" She raised her eyebrows as she teased me.

I studied the stuff in my glass with disgust.

"No. My protégée. What the hell is that?" even to me my voice sounded weird.

"Jordan had one, too but he's still to tired. It's a smoothy for your headache" she explained still smiling.

"So where is she?"

"She left hours ago. Last night Blue and her treated themselves at my alcohol" Fiona shrugged and stole a strawberry from her sisters plate.

My body tensed and my eyes widened. If Blue was here Dora is definitely gone. He must have taken her. But why didn't he just kill me?

"Blue?!" I bursted angrily.

"What the hell was he doing here?"

"Well, he is my fiancée" she replied nervously.

I know I shouldn't have yelled but why didn't she tell me sooner?

"Why did you let them go? Don't you know they're after us?" I tried to calm down but my voice was still louder than expected.

Jordan opened his eyes glaring at me.

"Don't yell at her!" He hissed before he closed his eyes again and laid his head on the table.

I ran my hand through my hair. Why do things like that always happen to me and why can't I stop thinking about her?

"I thought you guys work together. I am sorry if that's not the case anymore but you have to calm down" Fiona stated as she held her hands up defensively.

"Where is he now?" I was so frustrated right now.

Cecile sighed loudly as she stood up and left.

She and her sister looked incredibly similar to each other. The same dusty brown hair color, freckles all over their face and the petite statue. Cecile's eyes had a lightly darker drown than Fiona but if she would cut her hair you could mistake them for one and the same person.

"I don't know but I can call him if you want to?" She caressed Jordan's hair and ate another strawberry.

God, what if he hurt her?

"Yes, call him" I replied after I took a deep breath in and out.

If he dares to crook a single hair of hers I will kill him.

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