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Weeks passed with us just hanging out.

Jerome was nice in class and his stupid lackies didn't fuck with me. I enjoyed not having him on my ass anymore. It's hard to believe that all this time he thought reciprocating my energy was gonna get me to like him. One day we had decided we were gonna go down to the gym and sparr. It had become a daily activity for us and it was a great way for us to let up some pent up energy. And considering we had both hurt a teacher, plenty of the staff at school encouraged it. Jerome was in the middle of teaching me how to use scent as an advantage when we heard a familiar annoying voice. "Jerome what are you doing here with HER I thought I told you I don't like her" said Lacey, as she swaggered her way over. I grit my teeth, readying to say something but Jerome beat me to it "And I told you Lacey, I don't give a shit because we aren't together, get it through that air filled head of yours" I chuckled. Watching these two argue was better then the novelas the cleaning lady watched while she cleaned the game area. Lacey pouted her lip and turned to me "What's so funny? I heard you had sex with a teacher, whore" I bared my teeth and started towards her but Jerome was fast to stop me. "she's been sparring with me Lacey, you don't want me to let this happen" he said, keeping his arm in front of me. She scoffed "What could she possibly do to me? I'm a Beta" she may have had a power advantage, but I pay attention in class, and I actually train, unlike her, she has a note to excuse her, a dumb one but her parents are rich so the teachers just go with it. I silently took in her scent, it was nice, light, it smelled like mint, but it was laced with worry, she knew if he let go I could tear her apart, she's never once trained in her life. Jerome shook his head and smiled, "Lacey, she can smell your fear" I guess he noticed my smirk, he's been training me, he knows what it looks like when I have an advantage, but unlike him, Lacey can't guard her weak points, she doesn't know them. She took a step back and looked at me. My smile grew as I watch her pupils dilate in fear. I took a ready stance and bared my teeth again. This was too amusing to me. Watching as she turned and briskly walked away I then relaxed my body and stood straight. Jerome let his arm down and we decided to call it a day.

As we walked up stairs from the gym Jerome congratulated me "That was great back there, but if I could smell your confidence, so could she, you gotta try repressing that when you're in a fight, if they can smell confidence-" I cut him off "they can smell fear, I know Jerome" He growled lowly and flicked my forehead, we'd both gotten into the habit of doing it when there was unneeded contempt toward the other. Laughing I rubbed the spot "what I'm just saying I know that" I said as we reached the top, he chuckled and grabbed my wrist "come to my room we have a test to study for" I froze for a second. This had indeed become normal, but he wasn't usually so forceful. I took a look at his eyes, there was anger in them, taking in his scent, it smelled like sandalwood as usual, but he let a little worry slip through. I looked behind me, and sure enough there was Mr. Reeves staring right at me, his bruises more than healed, and lust radiated off of him. I gave Jerome a look, and he knew to just drag me off to his room. I let him drag me as I turned to look again. Our teacher had stood, and started coming toward us. I couldn't help but panic as I began to run, and immediately drag Jerome behind me to his own room. Once in front of the door I watch him fumble with his key "he's coming what are you doing?" I whispered. He dead panned as he finally got the key in the door and opened it, shoving me inside and closing the door as quickly as possible. I sighed and threw myself onto the bed, clutching my chest as I tried to slow my heartbeat. Jerome looked at me and tried to make light of the situation "I knew you smelled good but damn" he joked. I laughed breathlessly and pointed to his textbooks "you still wanna study?" I was changing the subject. He knew this and went with it, choosing to allow me to ignore the crazy teacher that had just chased us and his obsession with me. He sat and pulled out some paper for us Both and grabbed his book.

We fell asleep studying and when I woke up he was gone. He'd always get up before me and get breakfast for us when I had to stay in his room. I sat up and stretched, groaning at the aches in my neck and shoulders. Hearing the lock turn I assumed it was Jerome, boy was I wrong. The door burst open and a group of boys wearing masks burst in and throw a sack over my head. I screamed and fought, but the one that had gotten a hold of me was too strong. They carried me kicking and screaming to someplace I couldn't even see. Tears began welling in my eyes as I began to think this was it, this was the moment where I die, and there's nothing I could do to stop it except flail around helplessly and scream. I gave up and went limp, there was nothing I could do anyway right? I was probably gonna die without being able to say goodbye to my parents. But at least Jerome hadn't seen them take me.