I regret my decision the moment I step out on the hallway. But how am I supposed to back out of it now? I’m not a coward. And I need Marcus’s help. It’s just a shame that he always jumps at the opportunity to use me however he likes. I hate him for that.
And I hate myself for forgetting that damn homework in my room this morning. If I didn’t, none of this would’ve happened. Jake wouldn’t be trying to strangle his best friend and I would be able to sleep peacefully.
I have a big lump in my throat as I stop in front of Jake’s room, knowing that I need to clear things up with him if we want this to keep working. I knock softly, not wanting to wake him up if he might be asleep. It can be a side effect of having mind magic used on you.
But he opens up a few seconds later, making it seem like
