Jade
We were seated at the breakfast table, and I found myself mechanically shoveling food into my mouth, despite having no appetite whatsoever. The date weighed heavily on me- it was my dad's birthday. But what compounded my lack of appetite was the conversation I overheard the brothers having last night, and most importantly, those very two assholes sitting right before my eyes now.
I fucking hated the sight of them with every fiber of my being.
As I forced myself to chew on the toast, I felt a familiar yet irritating presence invade my mind- a mind link opening, and the unmistakable voice of the other brother echoed within my head.
"We need to talk."
It was Chase Ashford, the bigger asshole of the two.
"Fuck off!" I shot back mentally, swiftly shutting down the mind link. But that bastard reopened it.
"Jade, this is not a joke. We need to talk!"
This piece of shit. Did he think I was joking either?