JAY'S POV
I've had a weird feeling since this morning.
I don't even know if it's a good feeling or a bad one. It's just...I feel like something is about to happen. I just don't know what.
Tsk.
I pushed the feeling aside and started getting ready for school.
I went to the bathroom, took a shower, and got dressed. This time, I actually put in a little effort. I even wore matching socks. Growth. After applying my favorite lip gloss, I finally headed downstairs.
But something felt different. CCTV was acting a little strange today. Not bad strange.
Just...Different. Still, I ignored it. Maybe I was overthinking. Again.
Then we both headed outside because, as usual, he was going to drive me to school. Just as we stepped out, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and walked a few steps away to answer the call. I stayed outside, waiting for him. Then a car pulled up in front of the house.
I frowned.
And when the driver's door opened...My entire world tilted upside down.
Because the person who stepped out was the same person I had been dreaming about almost every day.
The same person I desperately wanted to see.
The same person who could still make my heart stop with just one look.
The person standing in front of me was none other than—
Kiefer Watson.
For a moment, I genuinely questioned reality. Was I dreaming? Hallucinating? Dead?
Because this made absolutely no sense. Wasn't he supposed to be in London? Then what the hell was he doing here? And more importantly...Why the hell was he looking so handsome?
Like—
Dangerously handsome. His jawline looked sharper. His features more mature. His skin looked even better than before.
And his lips—
Damn. They looked soft.
Wait. Hold on. What the hell was I even thinking right now? Get a grip, Jay Jay.
But that asshole only smirked at my expression like this was the most expected reaction in the world.
"No, Jay Jay. You're not dreaming, hallucinating, or dead. I'm really here."
And great. Even his voice had become deeper. Life was unfair.
"Ah... I... you... what the... uhh..."
I wasn't even able to form a proper sentence. Before I could embarrass myself further, CCTV returned.
"Oh, Kiefer. You're back. How are you?"
He said it so casually. Like this was completely normal. Like my entire brain hadn't just crashed.
Oh.
Now I get it. He knew. CCTV already knew Kiefer was back. I'm going to kill him. Just wait.
"I'm good, Kuya."
I froze.
Kuya? Since when? When exactly did these two become brothers without informing me? What the hell was happening? Someone explain.
"Good. You're here." Kuya Cris nodded. "I just got a call from the company. Something urgent came up. Take Jay Jay to school."
I immediately snapped out of my thoughts.
"No. I'm not going with him. I'll ask Percy to take me."
"Percy's out of town right now."
"Aries?"
"He's probably already at school."
"Then I'll drive myself."
"No."
His answer came instantly.
"You're still recovering. You're not driving."
"Kuya!"
"Jay Jay, just go with him."
I tried.
Believe me, I tried.
But in the end, CCTV won.
Meanwhile, Kiefer was standing there looking entirely too pleased with himself. Like he had just won an Olympic gold medal.
And now...I was sitting beside the King of Assholes. Wonderful.
After a few minutes, Kiefer finally spoke.
"So... how was everything while I was gone?"
I turned to him with a blank expression.
"Great. Getting kidnapped was fun."
His face immediately fell.
"I'm sorry. It's my fault."
"Good thing you know."
"Look, Jay—"
"Why are you even talking to me?"
I cut him off. My frustration finally bubbling to the surface.
"Why the hell did you even come back?"
The pain.
The anger.
The confusion.
Everything I'd been trying to suppress for weeks was suddenly right in front of me.
"For my friends. For you."
A bitter laugh escaped me.
"For me? You're engaged, Kiefer. Stop fooling around."
His eyes met mine.
Steady.
Certain.
"Correction : I was engaged."
I blinked.
"What?"
"I'm single now."
For a second, I couldn't process his words.
"Why?"
His answer came without hesitation.
"Because I'm yours. How can I marry someone else when I already belong to you?"
And just like that...
My brain stopped functioning.
Again.
Seriously.
Why did he always do this? For a moment, I couldn't find any words. Couldn't find any argument. Couldn't even think straight.
Then Kiefer spoke again. Much softer this time.
"Jay...Can we talk after school?"
His voice was calm.
Careful.
Almost afraid.
"I want to explain everything."
But I didn't answer.
Because honestly? I didn't know if I was ready. A part of me already knew why he had done it. I knew he was trying to protect me. But that didn't erase the pain. It didn't erase the nights I spent crying. It didn't erase the feeling of being abandoned.
And maybe...
Maybe I was afraid of hearing his explanation. What if he lied again? What if I believed him too easily? What if I got hurt all over again? I was confused. And I hated it.
Then he spoke again. This time almost pleading.
"Please, Jay. I know I hurt you. But give me a chance."
And suddenly...I felt guilty too. Because I knew he had suffered. I knew he wasn't okay either. Yet here I was making him beg.
After a long silence, I finally whispered—
"I will."
His eyes immediately flickered toward me.
"Just... not now."
My voice was barely audible. But he heard it. And for the first time since getting into the car...He smiled. A small smile. But a real one.
After that, neither of us spoke again. Soon, we reached the school parking lot. The moment the car stopped, I immediately reached for the door handle.
Escape.
That was my plan. But before I could get out. A hand gently wrapped around my wrist. I froze. Slowly, I turned around. Kiefer was looking at me. Not smirking. Not teasing.
Just...
Looking at me. Like he couldn't believe I was actually there. Then a small, genuine smile appeared on his face. And softly, Almost like a confession
He said,
"I missed you so much, Jay."
My heart stopped. Because for the first time...I believed him. Completely.
So naturally, like the emotionally stable person I am— I panicked. I quickly pulled my wrist free. Avoided his gaze. And practically sprinted out of the car. Straight toward the school building.
Behind me, I could almost hear him laughing. That asshole. Meanwhile, my face was burning. My heart was racing. And my thoughts were a complete mess.
Because after all this time...
Kiefer Watson was finally back.
(THE SCHOOL PART AFTER KIEFER CAME BACK FROM LONDON IS SAME OF DAY 1. I WILL START FROM DAY 2 )