Little Miss Levine


15. Chapter 15

(My POV)

I was anxious walking into work that morning. I made it to my office without having Rob push a random boy into me saying he's my date. I sat down at my desk, immediately feeling an off balance in the room. I knew that no doubt, Rob would set me up with a celeb boy, whom I wasn't a fan of. There was no doubt whatsoever. That unbalance was the feeling of being watched. I heard a door open behind me. Considering I was in my office, that meant that it could only be the closet. I whipped around, seeing Rob walk out of my storage with- oh, hell no. Dad was right. What have I gotten myself into? Justin Bieber. I hate you, Rob.

"This is Justin. Justin, this is Jay. Get to know each other.", he snickered at me. He pushed Justin towards me and walked out, going to his office.

"Hello. Nice to meet you.", Justin held his hand out as he sat in front of my desk. I shook his hand and went back to typing.

"Nice to meet you, too.", I lied. I just wanted to go home and eat a whole pizza with Jesse.

"Rob said in a couple of days you were leaving for an investigation. How exactly does ghost hunting work?", he asked.

"They call it ghost hunting because its kind of like hunting animals, in a way. Most of the time you sit and wait.", I said.

"What do you wait for?", he had a confused look plastered on his face.

"It really depends on the situation. Noises, movement, temperature change.", I replied. "I just know it's what I live for. It gives me a thrill."

"Pfft. I really don't believe in all that spirit crap.", he scoffed.

"Out.", I demanded, pointing to the door.

"No. Rob made me come here and just because I made a remark you get mad. You're just nervous.", he replied.

"No, I think you need to go spend a night in Linda Vista. I already didn't like you and you don't even believe in the spirit world and just- leave. Get out. Now. I will call security on your ass.", I threatened.

"Alright, alright! I'm going", he put his hands up as he walked out the door. After a few minutes, Rob was barging back in. No surprise there.

"And just what do you think you're doing?", he asked.

"It didn't work out.", I couldn't help but laugh.

"It's not funny.", he glared at me.

"Let me find someone on my own, okay?", I said without looking at him.

"Whatever.", he left.

( Jesse's POV )

"You are not going to believe this!", Jolie yelled throughout the house as she entered.

"He was ugly, wasn't he?", I laughed.

"Not exactly... It was... You know who...", she trailed off.

"Justin Bieb-", I was cut off.

"Don't even say his name! He was a prick!", she shrieked. I chuckled at her annoyance with the boy. "It's not funny, Jesse.", she snapped back. Then we heard Adam laughing from the kitchen.

"That's outrageous! My baby deserves someone much better than him.", Adam chimed in. "But guess what today is! Only Jolie will know.", he said as he stood in front of her, blocking the television from my view. He was bouncing on the tips of his toes in excitement.

"I have no idea. It's not your birthday... That's still a week and a half away. I don't know. What is it?", she asked.

"It's your mom's birthday!", he announced. "Why didn't you remember?", he frowned in disappointment.

"So what if it's her birthday? After all she did to me, why should I care?", Jolie scoffed. "How did you even know?"

"I don't know. I just did. And do not talk about your mother that way. She did a lot for you.", Adam scolded.

"Like what, let her boyfriend almost beat me to death? She kicked me out of the house, got a restraining order against me. Yeah, she sure did do a lot for me, didn't she?", Jolie raised her voice.

"Don't argue with me like that! I know she was wonderful. You just don't have any idea on how to let go of things! You keep everything pent up inside and the smallest thing will set you off.", he shot back. Jolie just rolled her eyes at him before turning in the opposite direction. Adam grabbed her arm and spun her back around. Their noses were almost touching, since he bent down a good many inches to her level. He gritted his teeth and gripped her arm tighter. In response, she squeaked in pain.

"Do not turn away from me when I'm talking to you!", he yelled in her face.

"Please let go. You're hurting me.", she pleaded, sudden tears threatening to spill.

"Then tell me that you're sorry.", he demanded. Never in all of the years of being friends with Adam had I seen this side of him.

"Then I'd be lying.", Jolie cried.

"And? Every time you open your mouth you're lying.", he accused. Her eyes shot open as her hands came up to his chest, pushing him away.

"This is exactly like it was before! I fucking hate you! All you care about is yourself, you don't give a shit about anyone else's feelings!", she screamed at him.

"No, that's not true. I don't care about your feelings. YOU WERE A MISTAKE. I don't know why the hell your mother even sent you here, I never really wanted you. It's all an act. None of us want you here.", Adam snapped back, before storming off. Jolie brushed a piece of hair out of her face before turning to me.

"Do you want to come stay with me?", I offered. She nodded, biting her lip to keep from crying.

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