Zayde's Point of View
I slowly walk up the steps of the porch to Chloe's front door, my heart pounding loudly in my chest. I hesitate at the door, but knock before I can chicken out.
The door opens faster than I thought it would. I expect to see one of Chloe's parents, but instead I find Jake, glaring at me, his arms crossed over his chest, his jaw clenched tightly, and I can feel the anger radiating from him. I stiffen slightly, but before I can speak he does.
"What the hell do you want, Zayde?"
He asks coldly and I swallow hard.
"I need to talk to Chloe."
"No. You don’t."
He snaps and starts to close the door, but I step closer, pushing my hand against the door.
"Jack, please..."
"No."
Jack says, cutting me off. He steps out and shuts the door behind him.
"You don’t get to co
