50. POSSESSIVE MUCH?

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ANDRE'S POV:

"Andre! What are you saying?!" She looked stunned at what I said.

I ignored what she said. "How did he get your number?" I asked her through my gritted teeth.

"He asked for it and I gave him. How else do they get someone's number?"

"For how long have you guys been in contact?"

"Uhh two weeks I guess....I don't remember."

"You wanted to answer his call but you ignore mine. You ignore my calls, my messages!"

"No no....I-I don't." She evaded my eyes.

At that point I knew she was lying. "I can't believe you! I can't believe you're lying!" I clenched my jaw. "Snow had the mind to contact you—" I got interrupted by a phone ring. It was still her phone. It was still alive. It seems I didn't throw the shit well enough for it to break and die cuz' that was my intention. She was surprised as well. "Bring it." I ordered her with a calm but intimidating voice.

"I'm going to take it, not because you ordered me, but because I want to answer the call, you hear me." She spoke but I just rolled my eyes at her statement.

She picked it up and looked at it, then at me with a hint of hesitation and fear in her eyes.

"Come here." Suspicion started to build in me.

She folded her arms at me.

I cursed under my breath. "You have ten seconds to come here." I said to her but deep inside of me I knew I couldn't wait for ten seconds so added a word I dreaded at the moment and didn't want to say to her. ".....please." I murmured.

"What?" She pretended like she didn't hear me.

"PLEASE." I said making it very audible to her hearing.

She smirked but it soon dropped when the phone rang again.

I heaved a frustrated sigh so I went to her and snatched it. "Andre don't —"

I looked at it and saw the caller. Though the screen was badly cracked, I was still able to see the mother fucking asshole.

Why the hell is he calling her?!

I decided to answer the call and I put it on speaker.

"Hello?" Daniel fucking Snow said through the phone.

"Talk...or I will.." I mouthed to her and she looked afraid.

"H-hey." She stammered.

"Hey Gaby..." He said. Did this fucker just call her Gaby?! My blood was boiling more and more. "I just wanted to call you and say that yesterday night was so much fun. I was wondering if we could go on a date on Sunday in the afternoon, I'll pick you up at your house..... Well that's if you're free..Are you free?"

Shit!

Fucking shit!

I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Date! A fucking date! I smashed the phone on the floor and looked at her with murderous eyes. Those eyes weren't for her, but for Snow!

Just wait till I see him. His face is going to be disfigured.

"Andre I can explain—" I cut her off by smashing my lips on her lips. It was a kiss of anger, hurt and pain. But mostly, it was a kiss of punishment. It lasted for a while till I released her. We both breathed heavily.

"You went on a date with him."

"Let me—"

"Yes..or...No?"

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