The Girl in the Hoodie is Mine
I had three simple rules: 1. Never remove the hood and mask. 2. Don’t attract attention. 3. Follow rule one and two at all costs. Simple, right? Well, I followed them religiously—until Jason came along and shattered them all. I didn’t want anyone to know my identity. I just wanted to stay in the shadows, finish school, and disappear. But no, the stupid jock had to get in my way, and now my peaceful, hidden life is in ruins. I didn’t mean to embarrass the school’s golden boy. His name? Jason. He’s the son of the country’s richest CEO. Ironically, I chose this place to hide from my own father, the man I’m trying to escape. I look too much like him, and if anyone made the connection, my cover would be blown. Hence, the hood and mask I wear every single day. But now, instead of just hiding from my father, I have to watch out for Jason, too. He’s vowed to make my life miserable. I still can’t figure out his obsession with me—one minute he’s humiliating me in front of everyone, and the next he’s trying to kiss me behind the bleachers.
Emotional Ella
Jason POV:
I gently laid her down on the couch, making sure she was comfortable before stepping back toward the door. I needed to grab the bags I'd left outside, but as soon as I moved, she murmured something faint, like "Close the door on your way out."
As if.
She really thought I'd just walk away and leave her like this? Yeah, no. She'd have to try a lot harder than that to make me leave. Ella clearly wasn't okay, and even if she didn't want to admit it, I wasn't about to abandon her.
I grabbed the shopping bag from the doorstep, shut the door, and brought it to the table. As I set it down, I glanced at her curled-up form on the couch. She looked so small like that, and it hit me just how tough she always tried to act—like nothing ever got to her. But tonight, the cracks were showing, and damn if it didn't make me feel something deep in my chest.