Tangled Love

CHAPTER 112

I make my way to the kitchen sink, pouring myself a nice cold glass of water. The minute it touches my lips, I guzzle it down, feeling instantly relieved at the soothing feeling it has on my throat. Getting drunk doesn't appeal to me whatsoever but I still know how to have fun. I smile at a few others lingering around the kitchen before placing the cup back into the sink.

"You're Jake's girlfriend, aren't you?"

I spin around, meeting a busty blonde that I've never seen before. She's wearing a very low cut top and a denim miniskirt finished off with six inch pink heels.

"Yes I am." I smile warmly at her, wiping my hands on the tea towel.

"You're so lucky," she breathes out, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger.

"Yes I am," I repeat hastily, trying to dodge her so I can get back to the party. She purposely stands in my way, shuffling on her heels.

"You're the one who was in a coma, right?" She asks and I crease my eyebrows up at her words. How does she know that? Maybe she's someone from college. . .

"Yes, I was." I respond, my voice monotone as I try again to step round her. She bounces on her heels, standing right in front of me before placing a hand on my arm.

"Oh my god! I am so glad you're okay, I saw Jake at the hospital and he was such a mess!" She says, her voice annoyingly squeaky and her tone fake. I smile tightly, unsure that she's genuinely glad for my health at all.

"Oh, do you know Jake personally?" I ask her, leaning back against the kitchen sink. She smirks at my words, twirling her hair faster round her finger which is becoming annoying, really fast. She giggles, batting her long eyelashes.

"You could say that."

I narrow my eyes at her response, feeling very uneasy at this whole conversation. I stand up straight, clapping my hands together to remove invisible dust.

"Okay, I should get back to the party," I say cheerfully, trying to be nice. She grabs onto my arm once again before leaning in close.

"He is amazing in bed isn't he?" She giggles once again. I blink in surprise, wondering whether I heard her correctly.

"Excuse me?" I spit out, taking a step back. I pull my arm free from her grasp and turn on my heel, heading for the door.

Just how many girls has Jake slept with?

I feel my breathing quicken and the familiar squeezing pain in my chest. The room feels like it's shrinking in size, the walls closing in around me. I head for the back door instead, needing to get some fresh air.

The garden is practically empty and I head for the wall, perching myself up onto it. I shut my eyes and let the cold air seep its way into my skin, cooling me down. My breathing shallows out and I feel grateful for the fact I can breath easily again. I've never slept with anyone yet it seems like Jake has his fair share of girls. . .

"Want a smoke?" I hear a familiar voice and turn to meet Tobias' eyes. I nod silently, feeling a little numb and Tobias hands me a cigarette which I gladly accept. I don't even smoke yet the cigarette looks appealing to me. Maybe it's the alcohol in my system.

I place the end of the tip in my mouth, balancing it between my lips. I lean forward and motion for Tobias to light me up. He silently cups around my cigarette, blocking the wind out before he sparks the cigarette to life.

"Have you ever smoked before?" He asks me quietly, sitting next to me on the wall. I shake my head before placing the cigarette in my mouth and inhaling. I'd seen people around me smoke my entire lifetime so I know what to do. The warm burning sensation scratches the back of my throat and I breathe out, spluttering a little from the harsh nicotine. I feel Tobias chuckle quietly next to me and I narrow my eyes at him.

"Don't laugh at me," I say firmly, flicking the ash off the cigarette onto the grass below.

He holds his hands up in surrender, balancing his own cigarette between his lips. I watch as he inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he does so before blowing the smoke into the dark sky.

"Are you not enjoying the party?"

"Not enjoying the people," I correct him, mumbling.

"Who upset you?"

"Some blonde blow up barbie doll." I say harshly, inhaling deeply as I felt my anger rise.

"I honestly don't understand girls sometimes." I choke out, coughing again. Maybe the smoking life isn't for me.

"What did she say?"

"It doesn't matter, it's dumb anyway," I grumble, shivering from the cold air. Tobias jumps off the wall, pulling his jacket off him and drapes it around my shoulders.

"Thank you," I say quietly, feeling warmth spread through my body instantly.

"Tell me? It's not dumb if she upset you," Tobias urges, jumping back onto the wall. He shuffles a little before sitting on it comfortably.

I sigh, debating whether I should mention it to him or not. Considering the situation we were in right now, maybe it wasn't the best time to be telling him about my doubts sleeping with Jake.

"It's fine, honestly Tobias." I sigh, shrugging his jacket off and handing it to him. I give him back the cigarette too, squirming at the taste it leaves behind in my mouth.

"See you later," I murmur before jumping off the wall. I land unsteadily on my heels and waver a little, feeling lightheaded. Tobias' hand shoots out and he grabs onto my arm, steadying me.

"Careful there," he says quietly and I turn, giving him a thankful smile before heading back inside.