Chapter 97: Incident

But then I noticed who was next to her.The one person that I warned Sydney about, and the one person that she herself called a bitch—Olivia Ramsey.

Olivia was a tall brunette, she was wearing a flashy, bright red dress with a plunging neckline that screamed attention-seeker.

Good thing that I didn't leave this to Sydney and actually came here.

I quickly closed the Ferrari door and pushed through the crowd of high schoolers. "Sorry, sorry! I'm sorry!" I said as I made my way through, not slowing down until I reached my sister.

"Jack? What are you...?" she started to say, surprised.

I looked from her to Olivia and then back to Sydney. "I have the same question for you. You told me you'd remember what I said, so what is she doing next to you?"

"Oh, no, It's not like that! I mean..." Sydney's face showed a strange expression. "It's just that the guy I'm with is her friend... Wait~~" her eyes widened. "What the fuck..."

Confusion clouded her face, and for a moment, she looked at me with a bit of fear. She seemed to putting together some things.

"Don't tell me you're here with Joshua." I narrowed my eyes.

"No-no!" she said.

"Joshua?" Olivia suddenly perked up."How do you know my boyfriend?"

I sighed and turned back to Sydney. "Anyway, none of this matters right now. You can go have fun, Sydney. But I'll be waiting here to pick you up."

Sydney hesitated. "But Robert said he'd give me a ride home."

"Who is Robert?"

"He's the guy I'm with," she explained.

"Hmm... I see, so you don't want to get a ride in a Ferrari?" I asked.

"A Ferrari?" she repeated, finally noticing the car through the throng of high schoolers still checking it out.

At the same time, Olivia's jaw practically dropped. "Holy fuck! Why didn't you say your brother's rich?" she blurted out.

Sydney glanced at the car, then back at me. "umm... okay! I'll go talk to Robert," she said, turning to head back to the hall.

"Where's Britney?!" I called after her.

She turned back. "She's Inside!"

About an hour later, Sydney came out of the hall with Britney. Britney, dressed in a pale blue dress with her blonde hair curled, walked over to me as I leaned against the Ferrari.

We exchanged a few words. We agreed that I'd be back to give her a ride home after I dropped Sydney off, and she nodded, understanding.

I then opened the passenger door for Sydney, and she slid into the seat.

I drove her home in silence.

I was already waiting for the question, 'How do you know the future?' on the next occasion that I spoke with her.

After dropping her off, I headed back to the hall to pick up Britney.

And then, as I pulled into the parking lot, I saw the one person I didn't even want to breathe the same air with—Joshua Jackson.

He was the typical college jock—good-looking, tall, with a decent build. But he wasn't overly big; I think he played quarterback.

I saw Joshua standing with his arm draped around Olivia's shoulder, while she had her arm wrapped snugly around his waist.

Next to them was another guy, a bit shorter but still tall.

Not far from them, I spotted Britney talking to a guy around her height—glasses, buttoned-up shirt, good boy look.

What grabbed my attention immediately was the way Joshua swayed slightly, his eyes glassy.

He was definitely plastered.

To make things worse, I noticed a joint in his hand, which he passed to the guy next to him.

Right beside them, Joshua's red Ford Mustang was idling, the engine purring like it was ready to roar.

The situation was spiraling fast.

I leaped out of my Ferrari and saw Olivia and Joshua sliding into the Mustang.

Panic shot through me; I took off running.

"Jack!?" I heard Britney shout.

The Mustang started to reverse.

I sprinted straight for the driver's side.

I flung the door open.

"What the—" Joshua's confused shout cut off abruptly as I grabbed him by the waist, yanking him out of the car with all my strength.

The Mustang screeched to a stop.

I threw Joshua hard onto the pavement.

He hit the ground with a grunt.

Olivia screamed from inside the car.

"Fucker! Who the fuck—?!" Joshua glared at me with fury in his eyes.

I turned to Olivia. "Why the fuck do you get into a car with a drunk and high driver?!" I shouted at her. "Are you out of your mind?!"

In the meantime, Joshua clambered back to his feet.

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"You're the fuck who snatched Sydney away!!" He shouted.

Then he reached into his jacket and produced a folding knife.

"SNAP!" He flicked it open.

Fuck!

I am defenseless.

I suddenly feel cold all over. Alone and naked.

I needed to move first.

Not forward—away from the front.

I darted sideways, trying to keep my distance.

There was a huge beast in front of me.

It pounced at me.

I saw the motion; I was moving!

My reaction was quick, but the attack was fast as well.

The tip of the knife came at me.

I twisted to the right instinctively, my body trying to avoid the blade. But he shifted the knife with a blur, thrusting it towards where my arm was.

I felt cold.

But I held! I held onto his arm with both of my hands.

I pulled it and using the momentum, I drove my knee into his nuts.

Joshua let out a sharp cry of pain, his grip on the knife faltering.

I saw a big man running at us.

The bodyguard threw Joshua to the ground and twisted his arm.

I heard a sickening crack as it broke.

I fell to the ground. "Fuck..." I heaved and breathed. "I told you you would have to say goodbye to your dick if you showed up in Wahneta, you fucker..."

My face dropped, I gasped once, and I turned my face to my hand.

Just below my elbow, the blood streaming down and staining the ground beneath me; was my own.