Jake continues to refuse to acknowledge me, even when we get on the flight, his earphones in and his music blaring. He submerges himself in work across the aisle from me on his laptop, laying a bag on the seat beside him, making it clear he wants space. I grit my teeth and jut out my chin in anger. Getting up and shaking my head at him in fury.

Screw you, Jake, act like an asshole and I’ll happily treat you like one.

I move down the plane, pick a seat facing away and haul out my book. Not that I can focus. I’m seething that he’s behaving this way.

Why is it always about what he wants, and I must go along or be frozen out? Sometimes he’s impossible.

* * *

“You’re not coming?” I balk at him as I slide into the car that Jefferson is holding open for me, my heart falling to my feet like a heavy sandbag. Pain constricting in my throat.

“No, I’ve to go take care of a few things.” Jake avoids looking at me, his expression hard as he gazes off across the airfield toward an approaching familiar car. He lets Jefferson take our cases and load them in the boot as I stare with open astonishment through the wide car door.

through our entire flight

who wants to talk. When

and joy here and is wondering

lifts a hand in a gesture that dismisses me. A wave at an irritation that he doesn’t want to deal with; the pain rises up my chest

side and thumbs Daniel out of the way arrogantly, he reluctantly moves out and around the car to get in the passenger side. Taking one last

Oh, my god.

with the overwhelming despair inside of me as I try

down the door aggressively, firing it up, and revving the engine so it roars across at me. The sound is both intimidating and terrifying. I’m pretty sure that if he had something to smash right now,

facing the other way in a blink. He slams his foot down, wheel spinning viciously for a few seconds and takes off like a bat out of hell, the air ringing with the powerful engine and squealing of brakes. The stench of burned rubber and god knows what

the actual fuck, Jake?

obviously in arrogant asshole mode. Not since the boat, so very long ago, has he behaved this way. Surely, he won’t end things over this, even he

realize, but there is no need

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